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    The poem reflects on the passage of time and how memories fade as people and loved ones change or pass away. The speaker wishes they could turn back time to relive cherished moments from their childhood or spend more time with loved ones before they were gone. However, they are stuck in the present where family is distant and memories continue fading away, powerless to stop the ticking of their internal clock.

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    The poem reflects on the passage of time and how memories fade as people and loved ones change or pass away. The speaker wishes they could turn back time to relive cherished moments from their childhood or spend more time with loved ones before they were gone. However, they are stuck in the present where family is distant and memories continue fading away, powerless to stop the ticking of their internal clock.

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    Time

    Tick tock...tick tock...


    Life is counting down on your internal clock.

    Memories that feel as if they occurred yesterday


    turn to flashes of moments that seem to fade away.

    People you once knew


    walk by without a clue.

    The times you once shared


    exist as if you were never there.

    Years fly...friends die...


    and you never know when you'll say your last goodbye.

    Oh, how I wish I could turn back time,


    spend it with loved ones and cherish what once was mine.

    Or to go back even more,


    being a kid in a candy store.

    How I miss the way I used to feel


    on Christmas day when Santa was real.

    But back to reality...back to today,


    family is scarce and memories continue to fade away.

    Tick tock...tick tock...


    How I wish I could control this clock.

    Joe Massocco. "Time." Family Friend Poems, Feb 2015.

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