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Evermore
Time marks everything
No matter how brightly it is that
We dream ~
Swept away amid its hands
Crystal glass in crystal sands...
Gravitations ferris wheel, turning
As seconds of moments smile their last
And no one knows but whom can know
Like rain that gently washes all away
Leaning towards the skies which gaze
To breathe this light in that which fades...
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...“Evermore” *
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