Thy glories have all so receded
Upon the passing of time
No longer are thy mysteries mystic
For thou art laid bare and known
Unhidden art thine flaws
Oh thou perfect one
For aye I see upon thine face
The wrinkles life brings
Adoration of thou divine arrayed
In thine splendor and majestic terrain
Come to an end at its time
For thou art no longer revered
Oh thou goddess of time
Ageless and divine
How art thine glories rescinded
Upon the passing of time
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