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Nov 2020
Time is hard to define

Tomorrow is lost in today

Today in yesterday

Hard to know how to plan

Because time flies so fast

In a flash, an hour is gone
A day is gone as well

Time is mysterious

Wish I could make you my friend
So that I would always be in line with every set accomplishment
But you have no voice
No arms to embrace me
Instead you sit and watch me fail
Maybe laugh at the silly mistakes I keep making

Time
Please look at me
Don't I deserve a second chance to everything !
Wekiya Brian Cyrus
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Wekiya Brian Cyrus  20/M/Uganda
(20/M/Uganda)   
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