Sand in the hourglass,
Falls back in the nirvana's scuff,
Time's on our side,
As the sand makes it way back up.
I find the luck of my eye's,
Cant keep up with my mind.
What I realised,
Rewound in my mind all night
Armed guards,
Show me their disregards,
A corden where obstacles collect,
Stared at by a fool set to disect.
In the signs reflection,
I keep up with shadows,
A hill glistened with diamonds,
Protected by daggers,
Proceed at your heart's congression,
Or fall to your death perception.
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