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GloPoWriMo Entry 25 – Out of Time

We all race against nature, against time in the hopes of getting it all done before it runs out. Trying to con Mother Nature into giving us more, its one thing we wouldnt mind having more of. To makes amends, to woo a loved one, to make more money – whatever the case may be we always looking to get more time…

Out of time

Tick, it goes..
I race against nature, A race I know I can never win
‘Cause sooner or later
Father Time will play his hand
Tock! He will chime….
Before I know it, am out of time!


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