Gerudo
06-07-2002, 02:46 PM
this is slightly modified from my original poem... hope you like it...
(also, please keep the ridiculing to a minimum, if none at all)
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Clock Work: The Song of Time by Gerudo
The passing of time,
the 24 hours of day and night,
our planet of life, death, and rebirth,
a flower, torn away by sudden winter,
creation, is in the eye of the beholder,
so many mysteries, we will not figure out,
the outerspace, filled with stars, planets, and suns,
the swirling of miracle makes a new day,
from a long time ago, a time not remembered,
invention, seeks so many creators,
to reach beyond our limits, to touch the stars,
time passes quickly during these events,
surrounded by so many new things,
knowledge is found by those who seek it,
places are found by the curiousity,
soon, the time of excellence will pass,
we will breathe our last breath,
sorrow will only be an emotion,
and happiness a state of mind,
though we will always look forward,
the advice is by those who live a dream,
we are what we make of ourselves,
and to this day, history has repeated itself,
since the dawn of time,
life has lived and died,,
caused our existance,
from our past, to the present, into the future...
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im feeling a bit down, so, thats why i posted this...
(also, please keep the ridiculing to a minimum, if none at all)
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Clock Work: The Song of Time by Gerudo
The passing of time,
the 24 hours of day and night,
our planet of life, death, and rebirth,
a flower, torn away by sudden winter,
creation, is in the eye of the beholder,
so many mysteries, we will not figure out,
the outerspace, filled with stars, planets, and suns,
the swirling of miracle makes a new day,
from a long time ago, a time not remembered,
invention, seeks so many creators,
to reach beyond our limits, to touch the stars,
time passes quickly during these events,
surrounded by so many new things,
knowledge is found by those who seek it,
places are found by the curiousity,
soon, the time of excellence will pass,
we will breathe our last breath,
sorrow will only be an emotion,
and happiness a state of mind,
though we will always look forward,
the advice is by those who live a dream,
we are what we make of ourselves,
and to this day, history has repeated itself,
since the dawn of time,
life has lived and died,,
caused our existance,
from our past, to the present, into the future...
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im feeling a bit down, so, thats why i posted this...