a sin

against our time

owning

the most precious resource

there are limits to what we can do

so each person must say

at the end of their day

I used my time well

there should be a sigh

of satisfaction

like the death rattle

expiring air

the outtake of breath

that,

Yes— I lived a worthwhile life.

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