Word of time,
Time is predator,
Mimikin it sound,
Running without
No end.
World gate of
Time,
Precious to the
Wise,
Just a mer glass
For unwise.
Who will gain
The trust of time,
When everyone is
Average.
Aiming to switch
For the right,
Wrong let in go,
Glad is naught.
Memoirs of time,
Achievement of nothing,
A lost of time
Can't be regain.
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