Time flows like water,
Its expression is deep,
I'm sometimes worried,
And I cannot sleep.
Time floats on cold clouds,
Its flight is light,
In the purity of the air we drown,
Feeling waves of delight.
Time hits the heavy ground,
With numerous flowers around,
And it strikes like a lightning of fire,
It reminds of a restless desire.
Dark Elves. 4. The essence of time
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