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Past revisited, old wounds never healed
The keys to the future in history sealed
The circle of life coming and going
Millions of souls none of them knowing
The winds of change blow at the door
Past the threshold, onward they roar
Demolition persists, minute in its ways
Surely these signal the coming better days
The pane in a window, fractured by storms
Distorts the image into varying forms
Gracious the hearts that suffer long
These share reward sweeter than song
The visitors who comes through doors of ones life
Often scar to the marrow as the sharpest of knife
Knowledge of the future could not be a friend
Who cares to see the rubble at the end?
The winds will blow, each day in passing
One, yet another, they murmur with asking
The circle of life continues developments race
Enumerable souls wander aimless, in chase
Grasp in the present limits future's demands
A fortune sifted, drifted, time's sand
Once again, so be it, the fool is knighted
Steady the hand, his mount now excited
The future, its keys, times gone by conceal
Mysteries and treasures, stubbornness afraid to reveal
The past revisited isn't the worthwhile try
Time wasted, again, today passes by
The keys to the future in history sealed
The circle of life coming and going
Millions of souls none of them knowing
The winds of change blow at the door
Past the threshold, onward they roar
Demolition persists, minute in its ways
Surely these signal the coming better days
The pane in a window, fractured by storms
Distorts the image into varying forms
Gracious the hearts that suffer long
These share reward sweeter than song
The visitors who comes through doors of ones life
Often scar to the marrow as the sharpest of knife
Knowledge of the future could not be a friend
Who cares to see the rubble at the end?
The winds will blow, each day in passing
One, yet another, they murmur with asking
The circle of life continues developments race
Enumerable souls wander aimless, in chase
Grasp in the present limits future's demands
A fortune sifted, drifted, time's sand
Once again, so be it, the fool is knighted
Steady the hand, his mount now excited
The future, its keys, times gone by conceal
Mysteries and treasures, stubbornness afraid to reveal
The past revisited isn't the worthwhile try
Time wasted, again, today passes by
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