Timeline
Hit him hard without mercy
Time has just now done
Issues gone under the sun
His hell has just begun
Impossible, no, please, alright
Four stages in every turn
Horrified, realized, pledged, distraught
Things left in his urn
Life, hope, love, laughter
Deprive, suffer, doubt, sorrow
One was said, the other done
Help he wants to come.
Warnings and hints were given a miss
Choosing a fiddler instead
Sat [...]
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