One poet suggests
There is more of time
And less than we know,
And another one
Answers in rebuke,
Who cares about time,
Existential puff
To sound grand about?
Then a third whispers
Where no one can hear
To note the tell-tale signs,
Time is more or less
What we know, since what
We know we pretend,
And time’s pretentious.
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