Take me to the time rolls on.
Fountain of Youth moment I jumped
as deer, when I falter,
fall down the stairs out of the harvest.
Time is the seed to germinate, grow
to get to bloom. The time
in the same way a human fountain of youth
grasp the anger of some
villae the ground.
The power for so many time
be bypassed by living until the
in a small creek in turn dries out,
and the power running quickly
end to receive.
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