It's everyone's
First time alive
Bradbury foretold
Little butterflies could hold
The secret to time's folds
Trace it back
Step off the track
And life lines surely crack
Each moment carries
The weight of all worries
And time, it never tarries
So now you see
Every step made free
Impacts on time's fluid tree
No-one makes
It out alive
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