Who can braid the time strands?
Light and dark meet in a time,
No one can measure that,
Sun and moon follow each other,
Never the Twain shall meet,
No stitcher is there...
...who could sew
the sun to the moon,
Dawn is always at the tale end of night,
And dusk on the tale end of day,
Is there anyone who could stitch dawn to dusk ever?
Just for me to let me go into timelessness,
Before the time is folded up for me.
Mykoul
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