Heart of time…
Day upon day, and turning nights;
every day goes by, one sight;
here and there, belonging of mine —
once, there was a heart of time…
Keys of a piano, and melody of sounds;
thunder of the sky, and broken apart;
every time, every day, the mirror does not shine,
left with the broken heart of time…
Flying with the speed of the past,
nothing lasts ever, where the race ends;
this is not the end, nor the beginning —
it lies in the anger of time…
I bid my love to memories,
immersed in the eyes of time;
lost, but having conquered the world,
living myself, in the heart of time.
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