Life is ticking away

Sun, 07/06/2014 - 14:15 -- doko456
 
Time is a treasure,
A treasure of gold.
Time never stops
Even if It’s old.
It keeps going
And ticking and tocking.
Maybe if time had feet
It would be walking,
We all spend time like money like a dime.
So small but yet so devine.
If you give me a second of your time, I’ll pay you back with a thousands of dimes.
 

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