The Ticking Time

It’s funny to see that time surely jets, not flies.
I must say ever since I can see that the end is approaching, I can’t help but to withdraw from the crowd.
About my condition, only a few know. Many I’ve been trying to tell, but some just plainly ignored.
Maybe they are the people that I thought should know, but in the end, it’s perhaps best if they don’t know.
But really, what I feel now is I’m terribly homesick.
And I want to go home.

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