Time is truer than death, an end of every life,
'Tis senior to wit, a power of one's existence.
Time has omniscience, knowledge of everything,
It knew the past, an early cycle of every event.
Time is the mentor, the plinth of period,
It knows the hearse, a traveller of the final destination.
Time is the harbinger, the herald of future,
It opines the ordeal, a route of suspense.
Time says everything, a bad or good one,
It encompasses the life, patience of fate.
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