when we were young
time seemed an ocean
spread before us in
infinitecomplexity
and we, minuscule
before it
dwarfed by expanse
but as we grow
time stays the same
or seems to shrink
within our sedulous study
and our youth appears as
an ant before a puddle
distant below in our giants view
and the ocean we once saw
evaporates into adieu
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