Wings, aflutter on sandy shores
Silent voices, singing
Echoing sonnets through falling leaves
Dancing in the winds of time
The past, buried in the Cathederal of Time
The crypt of Chronos holds
The skeletal hands of time amass
Aging, swallowing youth
Running through the fields with thoughts entangled
Fleeing my certain fate
Heartbeat sings to the chime of the clock
Beating existance away



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