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The clock chimed hurriedly
Hearing the beat of the ages
As it tolled mournfully
Defying the Wisdom of the Sages
The Sands rushed with anger
Not knowing the pain it caused
Ignoring the despairing hunger
Of crumbled dreams and wishes
The sun waves at the horizon
Painting the skies with its tears
Watching my heart from beyond
A montage of misty fears
The rain falls with eerie laughter
Drenching the humdrum of ancient Life
Singing the burden of my Winter
Parting my four winds with a knife
The gods took away my passion<
The secrets of my soul torn apart
Athena and Aphrodite silent in their mansions
Ares and Hades sitting in my heart<
The story of my life is at an end
It bears still the scars of Time
Perhaps the angels will be kinder when
I hear the emptiness in the haunting chimes
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