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Silhouettes
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Silhouettes of time
Blending into the contrast
Of ages past, millennia
Yet to come, consumed and worn
Silhouettes of life
Scarcely biding their own time
Turning into what they were
Everything that is now gone
Silhouettes of time
Keys of an old, broken piano
Dusty, dirty and still proud
Of the sound they held within
Silhouettes of dreams
Unfulfilled desire, mourning
In a black palace of thought
Like rays of sun left there to rot
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