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Time

Time

Time is a scary thing huh? In your whole life you walk alongside time, sometimes crosing its path, sometimes losing sight of it. Time tells you the best and the worst storys, the most fun an sadest at the same time. You bear the burden it places on you, even if you are not guilty for anything. Time shapes you for a long time, keeps you save an always watches over you. Sometimes you wisch you could meet time as a person, either to thank him or to curse him. Time is cruel because at some point it starts running faster than we can follow. We start to miss the time we had, crying over what we lost. But at the same time we are happy about what

we have achieved, about what we have builded in our lifetime. We entrust the future to the Kids with the wish to have it better than we had it. We watch them growing up while we get older. We try to teach them all what we know, but someday time comes back to us, because we were struggling in moving forward. It takes us by the hand and helps us to start running again. And befor we know it, we see how the past and the future unites. There we see what fruits rose from our works. Like a buitifull flower in the sunligt the future shines bright. When we reach that place we are where we belong. Eden.