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Apr 2020
I hate time.

I hate telling it.

I hate seeing it go by being wasted.

I hate what it ruins.

But I love what it brings...

I love what it tells.

I love the unexpected.

You can't regret this...

I love that I don't hate it.

I'm learning to wait patient.

With the time being,

I'm not so sure.

Later on,

Time can only become more pure.

You can defeat time on your own.

Don't forget about it,

Keep up and follow it through your doors.

Time is walking.

Time is waiting.

Do something you're anticipating.
Thinking about time.
Chloe Goulding
Written by
Chloe Goulding  16/F/Florida
(16/F/Florida)   
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