Time is only hours to minutes and minutes to seconds.

All we have is time, that's what belongs to us; Even he who has nothing has time.


No use of thinking of the past for it's now gone. Don't think of the future for it has so much to behold.

You don't want to waste the time you have , waiting for your time to come.


We must use time as a tool and not as a crutch.

Holding on to times that has been gone , gone , and gone.

Regretting and remembering wasted time is more time being wasted.

This poem is about: 
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