My Deal With Time
Me and Time shook hands
In the midst of cogs and soot
As our palms were tied I realized
I knew the way the Time stood
Shoulders squared I gazed at him
He had no need to stand his ground
The deals done, his soul I won
On the request I make him proud.
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