The Circus
Time is a fabulous circus.
Actors and animals appear on stage.
People are making lines to watch the show
Giving away their money to see the lion in cage.
''Look!This man swallowed fire three times in a row!''
Time is a spectacular circus.
Acrobats are hanging by their breath
One wrong step and they fall down at the offset.
You can watch a life break, you can also see death.
Power and patience always win and consist the safest bet.
Time is a vagrant circus, as all circuses are.
There is no special place, no country to remain.
Every night is packing up and the day it's just lost.
Moving away as a nomad, never sticking to a lane
Leaving no proof of presence, only traces of a ghost.
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