time passes, creeps
New to Ancient
Fres becomes stale
life encumbered by death
an illogical force forward
all in the mind
can it be stilled
only for a moment
with briliant orbs
warth of flesh
only for moment
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| The sands shift time passes, creeps New to Ancient Fres becomes stale life encumbered by death an illogical force forward all in the mind can it be stilled only for a moment with briliant orbs warth of flesh only for moment |
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