THE IRREVERSIBILITY OF TIME

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All that I gathered shall remain behind,

All that I possessed shall pass away;

The treasures I guarded, the wealth I defined,

Will belong to strangers another day.

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The heights I conquered may outlive my name,

The kingdoms I built may crumble into dust;

The applause that once surrounded my fame

Will fade like footsteps swallowed by the dusk.

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But the wounds I inflicted upon others,

Will they not endure in hearts I have scarred?

Will sorrow remain in the lives of my brothers,

Long after my name has departed?

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What remains of a lifetime of ambition,

When triumphs become memories and memories fade?

What meaning survives in worldly possession,

When all that was gathered must finally be laid?

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Are the desires of a soul fallen into oblivion

All that remain when its journey is done?

Or will the wisdom of defeat awaken,

Like a distant dawn beyond the setting sun?

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I cannot command yesterday to return,

Nor gather the tears I once caused to fall;

I cannot silence the voices I refused to hear,

Or undo the wounds that remain beyond recall.

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Time moves forward, indifferent to pleading,

It offers no passage to yesterday's shore;

We may regret the paths we have travelled,

But cannot walk those moments once more.

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The past is a teacher whose lessons are costly,

Its classroom is life, its language is pain;

Those who refuse to learn from their failures

May walk through the same darkness again.

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What then shall we leave when our days are over?

A name carved in stone, or a heart made whole?

A fortune accumulated through endless striving,

Or kindness that lives in another soul?

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Do not wait for the final hour to discover

The value of moments you carelessly spend;

For time gives us life, but never promises

A second tomorrow to make amends.

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