Most changes bewelder all mortal eye.
For at night makes time non ending,
As though perpechaly frezing,
Space, time, and motion.
But in this time unadvancing,
Another force weavs both soul and mind.
To create a narvana,
That's an aternity, yet not.
But in this time we are illuded,
To create a world of embrased emotion.
To mature and intertwine,
All aspects of life with out knowing.
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