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Time

How many years have we been consuming like this? Does the heart endure the cruel days? As time goes by, everything is less and less How to carry this load on fallen shoulders. O time, all evil is your business Your sudden departure at the most inopportune time Why do you pass without stopping? I don't know how people get used to death. Laying out and collecting its stars every night Who knows what kind of world does not exist Shining brightly in the endless darkness When you ascend to the Throne, even your soul will be surprised. A shadow with no memory of time who do not hear us; indifferent to our pain Is it a passenger from year to year? Many gentle bodies mingle with the earth.

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