Time

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My body is frozen,
Cold, but awake.
Rigid and chosen
For others to take

My body is tired,
Sleepy, and sad.
Warmth desired
Yet ice I'm clad

Where's the time?
It's been forever
Reverse the clock
So we'll be together

The hourglass is running low
Of the sand of time
Grainy sand with bits of glass
Yet the particles so fine

The lost time
Is never found
But that doesn't mean forever
Time is what you make of it
So say goodbye to never.

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