Time

Am I the only one Who feels at mercy to the merciless tyranny of Time?
Being left to its devices I ache and crave
For I wonder if I will see my dreams
And I wonder if I will outgrow my past
Promise of possibility was given yesterday
I thought I would see it today
Alas, it remains out of my reach
A mere mirage
How can I believe?
Is there room for faith?
Must I wallow in despair forever?
Am I the most sensitive man
Doomed to teeter on the edge
By the ungracious hand of Time?

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