Pearls in my Sundial Necklace...
Hunger was what drove us on
the clock was ticking
the sun sinking
Craving was what took us by storm
the clock was chiming
the sun's relentless timing
Longing was what entwined our souls
the clock was rhyming
the sun was blindingly shining
Burning was what enflamed the crowd
the clock was ever moving
the sun was never assuming
Yearning was what you left behind
the clock now pearls of wisdom
the sun now whole and wistfully soulsome
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