Time from time redeeming time,
if such a thing can be,
and all the wasted minutes
come and- prodigals- knock at
the peeling door. If time
from time redeems the time,
might it not come for me?
With a soft and wearied
voice start proffering my
name? If time and time
could redeem the time...
The world runs thus away.
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