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Time is time. Time is a map. Time is a clock. But time is not precious. The people you meet are precious. But time...is time. Like poetry itself time cannot be described by anything other then the metaphors which stand in position. Therefore, Time is time, and your wasting my time which belongs to me for simply being unlike some time whome knows no owner. Time is time.