Momentary

I have a story to tell 
How they lived well in the dark age 
How freely people studied as a sage
That school wasn't  a hell 

There was a time 
A time when the cheers are true
When everyone is duly sublime 
With care far to reach the blue 

I have some views to question 
All comes out of my suggestion 
Why has it become early to school? 
Can't there be evening classes so cool? 

We all have changes to make 
To design a story of our take 

In the aqua aura process, grace sees to live
It savoir the best regards for love
Whence unreturnable love is a good night 
And chaos greets it good morning; it alerts fright 

I know people peopled evil
Plans so disaster don't make themselves 
What if earth is empty ? 
Can it be this seeming ambiguous in its duty. 

Unbearable to some, 
Hanging over their collars. 
Taking onto challenges that come, 
Makes many see it a better ground for scholars. 

Growing wings, 
Impeaching kings. 
But it used to be after the death of one, 
Comes another at his turn. 

Moments of change 
Picture itself strange
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