Hours

Hours. How can they come? How can they go?

Hours. Their pass I can’t notice, because they don’t make a sound or give any advice. They just wave back when they already passed by, and we don’t even know if they even said hi to us.

Hours. Sometimes we see them, sometimes we don’t but they always disappear when we start having fun.

Hours. How do they come? How do they go? If sometimes we see them as an illusion of time. And sometimes they teach us we can’t really notice them, even if sometimes we think we can control them.

Hours. They never tell us when they will come and we can’t do but watch them go.

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