if only i could make time.
plant a seed.
grow it.
i would make sure it sprouts.
and buds.
and eventually.
i will yield little blossoms of time.
thats what i need.
seeds of time.
or if i could bake it.
put together whatever odd combination of ingredients the recipe calls for.
and put it in the oven.
out it comes.
a slice of time.
making time.
someone should come up with the recipe for that.
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