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Chronos

I measure time
By whom I love
Spells and stints
And long eras
It all passes
The overlap is confusing
And the terror of
A little ice age;
When we have no one to love
Do we not stagnate?
Where are my seasons now?
Now you see why I laugh
When I say I’ll love you
Until the end of time
And maybe one day
I’ll get to burn the calendars
And smash the clocks

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