If you knew me yesterday, You don't know me today;if you know me today, you won't know me tomorrow.
Elapsed time
Of sand and paper
Burning like the seasons
There will be solace no more
When all the passions
And man's own deraison
trail the sunken ground
Of times vanishing beyond
Sand dunes in flames
By a frozen sun
at its zenith, the cries
Of a lone star beckons
The last of the dreamers
at sea, so lost and far
in the midst of a fog
That veils the world.
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