Candor
The declinning sun is not in league with my candor,
They sees nothing personal,
One day the sun will cool,
The moon and the stars will be colliding,
You who are vain must see,
All things are borned of expiry dates,
All foods spoiles on container,
All the weathering grand gentlemen'sdishonesty are not enought to staved this process,
Who strives in your personal confusion that you can be immortal? ,
You old fool must remember contradictions and subservience,
My candor is nothing less than knowledge,
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