Take me away, set me free
Let me be with the wild
Natures of twisted judgment
Feeling of remorse, thoughts of the past
Weary smile for the old days
People missed, people lost
Tears run down, I’m not far off
My time is short
In a battle I cannot win
Time the worst foe but a worthy advisory
Here I stand, I salute you
For you have stood the test of time
So long cruel world, my time has not yet come
I will go on and make time mean more
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