Time is strange
Time is cruel
It make me change
My perception of duel
When I was younger
I was more happy
Now I have hunger
of when I wore nappy
Why all gets worse
while you get older
It seems a curse
where live gets colder
Time is strong
Time is sententious
Something feels wrong
Now all is more contentious
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Autor:
Blake (Seudónimo) (
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- Comentario del autor sobre el poema: I know I am too young to talk about time but it has already changed me and opened my eyes in a variety of ways.
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