The end of this

Time stops when the battery dies

Scurrying to beat the clock

Is it even possible to win

When soon there will be no now?

Still running, still hoping

Searching for that which is not

Longing for what cannot be seen

Laying down the bricks hoping

Seeing a foundation form on the ground

With so little time

How can you even hope to finish?

Most likely a room without a roof

No view without windows

Or so they say

The elements will all reach down

And eat away at what needs protection

Turn what was new weathered and worn

All because

There is no time


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