We are all travellers
Journeying on life's highway
On an indefinite time
Towards a finite goal
Time is our constant company
Taking us in a spin
On its silver wings
A looming shadow
Hovering over our life
Time decides our fate
It tells us when to proceed
Or when to stop in our journey
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Excellent. Now I can understand why you are silent