Time-consuming idolatry taking a turn,
filled with discrepancy and unparalleled
doom.
Dominating the daily scene of reoccurrence
with formidable deterrence.
Standing on edges of eternity, looking
askance, following new horizons as they
appear and fade from sight.
Flowing and ebbing with the tide many
times in life.
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