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all living things/I age/ I am older/In the register of life/I open,
older by one order/Older the second-the seconds that scorn all life- the
day begins/But dear grandma time, dear prodigal time, where are you
taking me/ Soon, you will melt me to star dust again/Before I have
mended, bended, kneaded this time- this time I was gifted- you will
kill, grab, accost, accuse, be jury, judge, executioner/ In the name of
immortality/ You will kill me and call me immortal/ Time you are cruel- LT
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