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Sands of time...
I know it takes some time,
(especially) for me to write a new rhyme,
with deep thought everytime,
from the depths of my mind.
I try to keep my thoughts straight, in line,
my brain burns for a while,
not dreaming of something vile,
but of magic sands of Nile.
These sands are of (from) peaceful kind,
so rich I'm eager my inspiration here to find,
arise, the spirit of mine,
so you can like sun forever shine.
Believe me, if I say,
you can go and throw it away,
the thing that only for you will shine,
only and only, the sands of time.
