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Palaces, mosques and all gilded towers,
Perish one day with the passage of time,
And remain on all earth my pen powers
It shall shine like stars in my rhyme.
The sidereal time controls earthly things,
True love is free from the time cruel paw,
All know when my poor death bell rings,
The angels hovering over my head I saw.
My love O! Fair love time proves it well,
When all things finish my love remains,
On the earth due to my mighty pen spell,
As fresh as trees in the summer rains
Above the physical world my passions lie,
That can’t be seen Rose by an earthly eye.
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