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Time is the sadistic master.
Laughing he erodes all will power
Until Indecision reigns, the farcical hero.
Thoughts collect like raindrops
Drowning defenceless Hope.
The master slows his pace as seconds sweat past,
Writhing with infinite glee.
Now outlandish Fear stifles Reason,
drowning she lies face down in the water.
He regards his victim, and smiles.
Hours pass, prolonging his patient torture
Until only Self remains, all emotions dissolved.
Time relents, disappointed,
For even he must defer as Destiny sheds her cloak, waiting….
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