On the sands of time
I must tell a story
Never I overheard myself
The agony of an other self
Heading to my darkness
I sold out all my portraits
Carving a tide of my self
I caved in many heavens
Emboldened are my ashes
They forbid my exit
Unto my game of numbers
Reflect all my hands
They found me in pipe dreams
Many were the omens
Yet dreams could lie the truth
I must tell a story
Never I overheard myself
The agony of an other self
Heading to my darkness
I sold out all my portraits
Carving a tide of my self
I caved in many heavens
Emboldened are my ashes
They forbid my exit
Unto my game of numbers
Reflect all my hands
They found me in pipe dreams
Many were the omens
Yet dreams could lie the truth
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