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May 2020
The river of time ages
The river of time sighs
In the same distance of life
There used to be a thousand waves
There used to be a thousand sighs

Now that the river is senile
In its movement through space
In its movement through time
In the same distance of life
There are only a hundred waves
There are only a hundred sighs

For
The river of time ages
As the river of time sighs
And
The river of time sighs
As the river of time dies-

It once lived for our existence
It once lived for our lives
Now we await its death
Now we await its perishing
To repay the debts-

All the plunder of lost love
All the plunder of lost lives
All the plunder of lost souls
All the plunder of lost minds

All the plunder of lost hearts
Recovered, healed, shattered, and repeat
Till only what is truly within remains

Love,
Without pain.
Yue Wang Yitkbel
Written by
Yue Wang Yitkbel  31/Toronto
(31/Toronto)   
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   Lawrence Hall
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