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Slowly turning like a barred spiral galaxy though time, A sundial antiquated in patina and corrosion, Still marking time in shaded solar increments.
We are rooted in time heavily like an old sundial, And poised like distant temples in eternity, Our souls hover at the edge, of a wondrous cosmic pool.
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