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Time is the cruelest element,
passing slowest in misery
and swiftest in joy.
Time,
god's silent toy,
takes a little
of what is valued most
and
takes a little more,
un-noticed
as we presume to outwit death.
Time gets even with men
who pay it little heed.
Taken for granted
and hating life
it knifes out
its piece of flesh.
Swift knife in pain,
slow in healing
and yet
so greedily appealing.
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