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Time is a precious thing All take for granted Not knowing who's king Not realizing what your handed Always running Always cunning Never stops to think Until everything is gone Gone in a blink Start thinking Start realizing being alive Is a gift Start loving Stop hating Start knowing lifetimes Are gods gift Time is a blessing Life is a gift People take it for granted But why?
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1d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 7:09 PM UTC
Life
Time is a precious thing All take for granted Not knowing who's king Not realizing what your handed Always running Always cunning Never stops to think Until everything is gone Gone in a blink Start thinking Start realizing being alive Is a gift Start loving Stop hating Start knowing lifetimes Are gods gift Time is a blessing Life is a gift People take it for granted But why?
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Jun 1, 2026 at 7:09 PM UTC
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