Time be the essence that shall pass by
Yet not of mine and yet not of yours
It be of the way lost collectively
Beyond any one’s own degree
As we become shadows of the night
Blanketed upon the worlds still
Keeping our own from the naked eye
Till sun’s approach that lifts the sky
Remains rush away for time
Allowing a return, return of you and I
Where no one shall notice
No one shall see
That these shadows have become;
And these shadows have become;
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Short Story / Religion and Spirituality
Short Story / Fantasy
Poem / Poetry
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