Strands of time are weaving
interchanging hope and fate
balance come with will be done
in time though never late
Shifting dunes relentless
ever-changing pages written
sift to find what pasts remind
those moments intermittent
Slip to fade that calming state
where time doth lay deceiving
fate is spun with hope redone
and strands of time we're weaving
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