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Time

We let us bind by your might,
your arms reach neither far nor wide.
They are slow, but we are fast,
we're running to escape the past.
You move, we move.
You stop, we wonder.
We are afraid, we lose ourselves.
We make you move again,
so you can force yourself on us again.
Again and again.
In an endless circle.
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