Time after time after time
High ground to the lower
A soul's quest for Divine
The push and shove hustle
The day after day bustle
Fading hope; lost dreams
Caught in worldly extremes
All the devices and vices
Seemingly to be in control
Passer by lust and fantasy
Attempting to rule the soul
Over and over and over
Time after time after time
The sickle meets the sower
In the reaping of the Divine
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