Parade of Time
Something broken,
Something lost
Til what they found
They paid the cost.
Never moving,
Always bitter
What caused this pain
Still, I shiver.
Once shining and glimmer
Now hangs,
Becoming still and dimmer.
Forever wander,
Lost little one,
Never straying from the path
The rest of us look on in wonder
Til the little one is gone at last.
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