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The clock carries on with sorrow Time as it slips away Work for the pay as life decays Soon to be gone tomorrow

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The Panterian Chronicles

The princess Sir, won’t you bring the moon closer, A tale I might have to tell, Of a night when the world slept colder, The eve...

The Sky Is None But Yours

They tell me there’s no heaven for you But I saw it in a dream Standing at your resting place Just over the field and stream I know I...

The Bench

Two years ago we sat at this bench, Your eyes glued to the ground. I was leaving, you knew, done fighting with you. There was nothing...

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