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The Test Of Time
Time is very much like a RIVER
Throwing up GHOSTS to make us SHIVER
And leaves us sweating and COLD
How many like Faust have their souls sold?
DELIVERING webs so WICKED
With no return journey,life is but a one way ticket
That the mind freezes
And our world teases
So many with a tormented mind
From which rarely can they solace find
How can we escape this cold phantasmagoria
To translate it into full blown ecstatic euphoria ?
There never can be a proper escape
From time's oppressive chronological rape
Copyright ©
Denis Bruce
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