Time

by DamonRay   Dec 24, 2018


What is time but seconds and minutes within the twenty-four hours a day we live?
Wasted by the tictocs we do nothing with.
A heart beats and we live but how much time in this life are we actually given?
People underestimate what it means to be human.
One life we are gifted with not knowing what tomorrow will bring.
Worrying about death wasting the opportunity to dream.
The chance to find your destiny even if you don’t succeed the path given is in each of us to lead.
Time wasted can never be retrieved.
You never lose or win if you don’t attempt to live the life you yourself want it to be.
Time is the only enemy we are faced with.
Never stop focusing on your dreams...

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