Lost Time

What is missed cannot be found
In space, air, or ground
Learn this of time try to care
The past should be forgotten a breeze in the air.

What is not made cannot be seen
It is something that has never been
Learn this of time it does bear
The burdens of future it cannot share.

What is not heard cannot be said
The past is past an dead is dead
Many things like the present
Only offer news unpleasant.

by Wiley Wildcard

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