Callous Time's Crest
age is like a vehicle
worn wheels wielding dark dribbles
taunted track melting moans
trained tyres whooshing gaunt glow
time pumps felon fuel
motive cum time, drooling duel
voluptuous velocity greets effort
youthhood yearning punctured pawn
age is also a staff
callous cedar fashioned by halves
time being a seething saw
chopping base, holder to earth draws
the keener the staff is rent
the closer man is to death.
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Note: of airy age.
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