Time

Through peace and prosperity

Through battle and war

Through days long forgotten

By humanity's hard core

Through the rivers of time

Through the gates of the dead

Through humanity's ignorance

And what other have said

I stand alone

Who am I?

I am the past

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In life and in death

In glory and fame

In pain and poverty

Yet never the same

In the news of today

In the moments that pass

In every move made

From the first to the last

For beginning is my purpose

Who am I?

I am the present

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So close yet so far

So major and minor

So predicted, imagined

Made finer and finer

So melancholy, so joyful

So developed, so new

So fast in the passing

Unsure what to do

I near the end

Who am I?

I am the future

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A/N: the lines are because the poem was originally divided into three parts, but the document manager kept deleting the lines