THE ILLUSION OF TIME
The illusion of time
As the time in the morning always comes too early,
The time at night slips slilently away,
The illusion of time may cause me to say,
The mornings come during the right time of day,
And the nights I do not really stay awake to see,
The illusion of time depends on the perspective of you or me.
Time is measured by man each nano-second,
The measurement is odd and hard to imagine,
As I have moments that feels like it lasts forever
As the other moments seem to whiz by in a second.
Days turn into nights or do nights turn into days?
Weeks melt into months that suddenly become years.
This is what is time is (at least from my perspective)-
The illusion of time
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