Remember
Feel the rhyme of things
As it sways to and fro,
In a world gone deaf and numb
In a place that is not our own.
Moments in time stop and go
And hold still for not, save one.
Is it you or me or we
That will see the job is done.
And when it finally stops
Changing from how it once grew,
Will there be memories,
Will we know what we knew?
For nothing is ever the same twice
As the waters slumbers here still,
And knowledge is never a waste
As wisdom rest upon the hill.
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