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The asking

In the Age of a dark Sun.

It seems the things we do

is still undone.

 

Behind the wall, behind the screen

is reality.

We climb the wall, and we go behind the screen

         and reality is nowhere to be seen.

 

Sun of  dark, stroke of kill.

Mist of mankind, changes of will.

With the excuse of changes to make

by asking for eternity.

Maybe time made a mistake.

                                                                           pTideman 

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