Time and tide waits for none,
One minute is crucial,
Once you realize
You are losing one minute from your life-span,
Still we behave like morons,
We waste time without thinking about it's consequences
Therefore we face melancholy and torment
Still, we can't moan against anyone,
It's our own stupidity,
We dream about castles in the air,
Without a proper plan and time management.
We apprehend our fallacy,
Once it's gone!
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