So as things must come to pass,
And day turns into night,
The flower withers with the grass
And shades have dimmed the light.
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And over time the towers fall
The people do go on,
And even those who stood so tall
Don't live to see the dawn.
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But the fact that there is light
Over the sky so blue
Gives them hope, and will to fight
And see the darkness through.
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~~~ That was short. But I felt like writing a poem, so there you go. /smile
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