Time
Minuted wind pass'd across
like eternity has last
seconds were passing like gloss
little spots fade in a blast
living i in thou land
away from my roots an own
felt the shimmer my eyes rand
want'd to flee e're were grown
want'd to see th' art of my hand
to spot thou sunset wheat fields
an speed an hug open arms
an see e're offering thou shields
finally sail my ship with yardarms
an hail th' ocean to praise along
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