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By 5:00 AM, I wake up, it’s a brand new day to chase,
Got a chrono-watch upon my wrist, ready to embrace,
Jump back to 4:00 AM, get an extra hour of sleep,
In the paradox of morning, where the secrets I will keep.
With a chrono-watch and a coffee strong,
I bend the hours, can't go wrong,
In the flux of time, where I belong,
I'm a temporal agent, singing my song.
By 6:00 AM, I'm running, gotta get my workout done,
But I travel back to 5:00, just to get an extra run,
Jogging through the centuries, my sneakers hit the ground,
Keeping fit through history, in loops I'm tightly wound.
With a chrono-watch and a coffee strong,
I bend the hours, can't go wrong,
In the flux of time, where I belong,
I'm a temporal agent, singing my song.
By 7:00 AM, I’m showered, but I hop back just to see,
The shower I took an hour ago, now a double scrub for me,
8:00 AM, I have breakfast, but I skip back, make it twice,
In the kitchen of my timeline, scrambled eggs are quite precise.
With a chrono-watch and a coffee strong,
I bend the hours, can't go wrong,
In the flux of time, where I belong,
I'm a temporal agent, singing my song.
In the hustle of the timelines, where I juggle with my fate,
I backtrack to avoid the rush, I’m never running late,
Each task a bit peculiar, in the loops of time I dance,
With every step a twist and turn, in this cosmic circumstance.
By 9:00 AM, I'm working, but I zip back just in case,
To 8:00 for a head start, I’m ahead in every race,
By 10:00, missions call me, but I’m never feeling stressed,
‘Cause at 9:00, I reviewed it all, I’m always at my best.
With a chrono-watch and a coffee strong,
I bend the hours, can't go wrong,
In the flux of time, where I belong,
I'm a temporal agent, singing my song.
By 11:00 PM, I’m winding down, but travel back for more,
An hour’s rest at 10:00, then it’s 11:00 once more,
In the cycles of my daily grind, I find my perfect pace,
Living life in double time, with a smile upon my face.
In the echo of my daily loop, where the hours intertwine,
I’m a temporal agent, living large on borrowed time.
