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Mysterious Time


Time

Neither here nor there,

Untouchable, Unchangeble 

Still changing, Always twisting

What are you?

Apparition, Spirit?

Moving soundlessly 

Constantly

Your never ending song

Playing sweet music to my ears. 

A song of beginning

My birth, new years, a new day.

A song of middle

My life, midday, the chorus sweet music.

A song of ending

My death, night, winter.

All singing sweet music to my ears,

never seeming to end.

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