Better Man

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As I stand, and look through these bars,
I can’t help to think of my lil stars,
How I wished I could have been a better man,
Sometimes I think, ‘why have I been dealt this hand?’
But I am what I am, and who I will always be,
Because I know I can produce a better me,
The same as I was, just in a different lane,
Because the monster in me I can now tame.
Clearly you only have to nominate ‘time travel’ as the subject of a writing competition to get people thinking.
Time, for me, was at first just “the clock on the wall” at high school. When is lunch? When will this test finish? And when is home time?
Have you ever found yourself at the bottom of a well?
The decay of an atom indicates that time itself has passed, it is the origin of our concept of time.