Days cast into months,
months moulting into years
Years addling more
to the already plentiful,
scars and wrinkles
As the ageless stars,
oceans and mountains
Twinkle, roar and stand tall,
unmoved
By the plight of humans
going through the brevity of life,
it were as if a suffering endless
Whilst no more than a blink
in the scheme of infinity
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