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Days flit by like a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ As If watching a leaky faucet In a plugged sink The drops are slow to build Weighted down by their own mass As they reach a point where gravity can no longer be surpassed, To a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ As they fall into the basin scattering ripples And splattering droplets As they fall Gathering light in a glittering bowl As the next drop slowly begins to flow By the _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ But once you’re attention is pulled And the visual is no longer there Only a sound heard Consistent tempo filling the air Seeming to speed where eyes can’t see And the budding drops fall carelessly With a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ before you know it the basin is filled With the drops cascading beyond ones will And the ripples now scatter to waves against the brim Caving to gravities endless whim As a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ Once you notice, it’s far too late The marble is shimmering with streams and ponds As it tallies the fee of water wasted _So too does time slip from the basin_ And the coins we pay exchanged with age To a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ Before you know it time has come to a stop along with both the _drip_ and the _drop_
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Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 2:12 PM UTC
Leaking time
Days flit by like a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ As If watching a leaky faucet In a plugged sink The drops are slow to build Weighted down by their own mass As they reach a point where gravity can no longer be surpassed, To a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ As they fall into the basin scattering ripples And splattering droplets As they fall Gathering light in a glittering bowl As the next drop slowly begins to flow By the _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ But once you’re attention is pulled And the visual is no longer there Only a sound heard Consistent tempo filling the air Seeming to speed where eyes can’t see And the budding drops fall carelessly With a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ before you know it the basin is filled With the drops cascading beyond ones will And the ripples now scatter to waves against the brim Caving to gravities endless whim As a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ Once you notice, it’s far too late The marble is shimmering with streams and ponds As it tallies the fee of water wasted _So too does time slip from the basin_ And the coins we pay exchanged with age To a _Drip Drip Drip Drop_ Before you know it time has come to a stop along with both the _drip_ and the _drop_
#time#leaking#analogy#age#wasting#away#currency#life#lesson
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F/lost in the realm of Ink.
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 2:12 PM UTC
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