(golden lady, #2)
Time will wither
Time will trap
Time will break the binds that wrap

     around us but not yet fully

Enveloping us in light and dark;
The edging eclipse, the solar arc.

We must walk apace then
Just you and I
Up gutterpipes and through
Fogged windows reaching finally

     and truthfully

What we have come to seek;
The answers of The Keep.



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