It wasn\u2019t supposed to be time yet<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We knew the clock was always ticking<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We moved as fast as we could<\/p>\n\n\n\n
so that whatever time was left<\/p>\n\n\n\n
was ours just to enjoy<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And here we are<\/p>\n\n\n\n
that ticking clock run out too soon<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The hands that no one ever sees<\/p>\n\n\n\n
found midnight long before the darkness<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and made pointless all the effort<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What\u2019s left now?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We go on, I suppose<\/p>\n\n\n\n
slaves of our own ticking clocks<\/p>\n\n\n\n
but there\u2019s something missing<\/p>\n\n\n\n
without the sound of hers<\/p>\n\n\n\n
to tell our own time by\u2026<\/p>\n<\/body>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"