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Thine hours shed themselves, Moment upon minutes upon hour curtsy to thy shining name, leaden with embellishments of snow and americas of golden tears. Stained time, spilt; to denounce thine image.
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
Rags of Time
Thine hours shed themselves, Moment upon minutes upon hour curtsy to thy shining name, leaden with embellishments of snow and americas of golden tears. Stained time, spilt; to denounce thine image.
prompt: the sun rising, john donne
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
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