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Time passes, 
I look in retrospect 
on a life petering out. 
Memories rack my brain, 
there under the pine tree 
we stand embraced 
in perfect harmony, 
our names chiselled 
on the tree's trunk, 
our love in unison 
our passion fulfilled. 
  
Time passes 
like the monotonous tick tock 
of an old wall clock 
rigorous and unrelenting 
obdurate and harsh. 
Our feelings are chiselled 
in a book of love. 
Life's a continuum, 
like a smooth sand dune 
until some heavy breeze 
ruffles the surface, 
then the calm and back  
to the velvety smoothness 
of our devotion and love. 
  
Time passes, 
steadily and pitiless, 
sharing, dividing, consolidating 
all that we had construed,  
until my last entry is there: 
rest in peace my sweet. 
Soon we'll be together again 
as I wane and wither; 
soon our names will be chiselled 
on a flat cold stone 
soon I'll rest too 
forever with my love.

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