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To think of time

To think of time
Of the humdrum present
Of the alluring future
Of the searching past,
To think of time

Everybody thinks of it
No matter who they are
Everybody want to control it
No matter who they are
But it's a constant entity
Which makes our identity
Yet, it is a variable
As it ticks different at every place
Constantly varying by an invisible force
Constantly varying by every matter
Constantly varying by me, by you

Time
We all want it's control
By preaching an unknown face
Or by bending space
We all want it's control

To think of time
Varied by gravity
A mysterious reality!



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