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[beatothegolden]

Always Green

In a time of kings and thieves you were mine

just like the sky.

You held your own and,

I held mine.

Against all odds and,

threw the tide.

Now your heart beats no more.

It shall no longer chime.

Time waits for no man they say.

Time heals all wounds they proclaim,

but it was time that took you away.