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Time Is The King
They say time heals everything.
So untruthful, for time is the King.
It must have ruled while on its throne
and turned my heart into stone.
For I cannot feel him anymore
and know not what time has in store?
The seasons come. The seasons go
and I watch the sun melt the snow.
Why can it not soften my heart too
so I can defy time?
Surely the sun is stronger than the King.
Surely it can heal everything.
But the only thing the sun's done for me
is make me remember what can't be.
poem
by
Edwina Reizer
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