Up For The Taking
Up For The Taking
I watch the Time tick to the Morning.
I beheld the roses thorning.
The hours are soaring.
The earth is quaking.
The waves are roaring.
The heavens are shaking.
The rain is pouring.
The seals are breaking.
The clock talks of seasons of warring.
The earth is up for the taking.
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