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His time drips away Tainting a horizon bleak Two ways and home again Eagerness fades A trace line appears Tears open a memory A shadowed dream Masking the paths and goals Forever twisted Forever changed It blurs Redirects To a hawk Racing through the landscapes of trivialities Passing a glimmer Passing a tree caught in desperation towards the sky And does not ask The rivers cross Turbulent Scrapes and flips and twists Into faces Voices Truth and fiction and truth again Too late And memories Too late And choices Too late And a future Too late Too late As his time drips Down a drain Out of his soul Too late