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Inspire the words to sink deep
All who reads will certainly weep
In time's consciousness do I write
O'er the wrongs I seek to right
Through words not only mine
Whom shall I obey more, Time or Truth
For both eludes all, yet no flesh gives a hoot
Reality of time calls..........the approaching doom
Yet she slays as a queen; her shall none conquer
She forgets life plays the card of a joker
It's just me and my words
Maybe they aren't meant to curse
Maybe they aren't mine to tell
For the men ageing die young
And the woman is aged whilst young
We all sit on time's bomb!!
Inspire the words to sink deep
All who reads will certainly weep
Fear not! All shall taste the approaching doom
The dead heals not its wound
It be for the living to bear such truth
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