Agument is like a burning sun brings death to anythng that comes near,Even ice cold does nt have effect it boils too and become hot

Would you be my friend?
Yet in time, I gripe with Plato.
Could you be my friend?
Socrates and Gorgias spar...

These bandages can only be shrouded.
Underneath grains of sand
Falling upon this dune.

During every heartbeat
One thousand grains agument this mound
Within every heartbeat
The earth spins away from day's light.

Time shortens between friend and foe
Their pearls are rusty now
I simply wait for sand.