Fog & Time
To look the fog of time is to see our own mortatly. the fog does roll, the earth does trun and all we may see is the end.Trhought younder fields the young play they know not what lies ahead. Closer the fields does come, and grains go unchanged. Thier bodies gro, but their mind as a whole remains unchanged.
Quickly, quickly the fog does come, but let us move with quickness pace. Farther we go apart the coser it does come. Staand united for our common goal, only then does it seem to slow. Put down weapons, put your minds only then is it that we may know time.
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