“When We Were Immortal”
There was a time when we were fresh,
Born into youth.
Excited for lazy pleasures and long days.
Depending on the strength of the gods surrounding us.
They could do anything and seemed robust.
Time distorted the truth,
and aided in their fall.
What once defied the setting sun,
grew less with each passing year.
Until, finally the world swallowed the moments whole.
There was a time high on the mountain,
when we were immortal.
It was remarkable, but short lived.
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