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Ticking away the moments that make up the dull day

Take a second, that one there. It's gone now, lost forever. Ruined. Lost, misfiled and cast away, lost into the depths of time and the past. You'll never see it's like again just like you've never seen it's like before. What was so special about it anyway? It seemed to be no different that any other, it was all just the same, nothing really stood out from it; it was just another second. It was, however, unique. Just like you. Each second is another face passing by, Unique, individual, nothing more than a click of the seconds hand passing around and around in endless circles as time flows past us all.
Click. You've missed another one.