Hurry hurry please
Time is coming quick you see
Quickly quickly please
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The world spins ever so fast. It picks up speed as the mind grows. By the time the child thinks, “I want to a grown up!” it’s already too late. Old age comes quick, the body gets slow, the brain gets fast. Yay, toys, playgrounds, video games, crushes, girlfriends, maturity, jobs, cars, college, finals, career, promotion, family reunion, grandchildren, retirement, bathroom difficulties, fading memories, sleep..
Wait. Please stop.
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Interesting. That worked. Stop. Ah ha! I got it. I’ve got the power to move time. Time is not speeding by me, time is going at MY pace. Maybe not stop, but slow enough for me to keep up. I’ll have to remember this.
