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InTime 2 - Sam.tiff



In time, the skin peels away, in time.

You blend the stains, and mend blood veins, in time.

It’s ever fair, in words declared, in time, in time, in time.


The show, the take, the line, the fake, declined.


In time, our costumes pave the way, in time.

You see the jester take the stage, in time.

The cover charge, the end of day, in time, in time, in time.


Performance plays the righteous gaze, divine.

This time, in time, is here to stay, in time.

Though footprints left, are washed away, in time.

In time the mirror changes shape, in time, in time, in time.

The curtain hides the workings safe, in time.

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