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The spirit of time lies upon your cheeks Here we are with the sweet search for a remedy While the lights get dimmed It is getting so dark here Cutting of all information that is there to seek because time is born in the moment that you follow the hint Senses whistle like the wind After the rain has fallen I can hear them calling Night owls eyes sense changing skies He is coming you are ready within to cry, fly alive and humanize You got to be ready every day to begin when the call goes out for you There is nothing left to think Watching you, waiting for you to get through and deal with the zone that is all opened up to you right in front of your own two feet If you can see.
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Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 11:35 AM UTC
Spirit of time