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Time (Lyric) by marvelis

It comes As it goes. It goes As it comes. Controls all that is known. Ends all that is known. Its value is grand, Leaves us with a dread. So what really matters? What really counts? We cannot escape it. Merely accept it. Can our actions withstand? As we cannot stand. Could our actions be the secret? To defeat it? Only time will tell.

Caducus 19-Dec-02/4:31 AM
USER INTRANSIT, wrote a line about ripping the guts from a grandfather clock, i cant recall the title but you would like that poem of his (ask him). This was quite intelligently written, and i think a 3 votes a bit negative, maybe do this as a haiku ? think of some choice lines **6**




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