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The wind flows through many a hollow wall;

A power once predetermined to fall.

To those whom oppose this force meet their untimely end;

For those who do not it is but a friend.

To struggle against this force is to never prevail;

For you will always ultimately fail.

Though so much time has come for present to past;

Our end always seems to come too fast.

Though in our lives we may never truly see;

Time will forever remain and endlessly expanding sea.

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WyTech
<p>I wrote this a while ago and I&#39;m trying to improve I would appreciate any feed back or sources for better structure and thought processes</p>

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