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THE RIDDLE OF TIME

There we were, (at the bloom of youth)
Assured and grit.
Certain we will-
By all means;Become!

"Look at you now,"
Time taunts with mockery and scorn.
"Undone-"
"Indeed you did become!"
Written by peninnah (The Blue Rose)
Published
Author's Note
Written for -Betrayal(competition)
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