Time isn't a second
Time isn’t a second, or a sound, or a movement, it’s where I am and you are. Time isn’t something you can save, see, or savour; it passes at a distance - unnoticed. Time is my favourite thought and favourite place to be, it’s where genius creates, the curious chance and where you wait for me.
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