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Some time was before
An after was the end to see
Was there a moment simply to recall?
Yet to remember was there no memory…

Those of all being left untouch
That of which goes unheard
A moment is all to leave as such
Forsaken even, without a written word

Perhaps blinded it be all to the sane
Achieving insanity might be the way to deliverance
Will focus strength be deprive, to let wane?
To be prized the ultimate evil in rejoicing renaissance

Because is cause to cause an older age
Was it an age older, or simply of stubbornness bolder?
Isn’t life a book we sought to flip another page?
To seek tranquility in ever changing time of forever

I guess time isn’t to be found
Much like ourselves which never was meant to be
A moment silent itself is afterall a silence sound
Before was after the end to only see…

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