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In these days of dust 1

Where shadows lengthen, fade The clock whispers secrets Each grain is life lived, lost A fleeting shadow A haunting of frost Hourglass empires Sands slip away A slow, silent dance At the close of the day As the dust untold, well Etched brave and bold In branches of ancient trees In the twilight's embrace Where memories dwell

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