Sitting at the Edge of Time

Sitting at the edge of time.

We ask for truths we never find.

Transcendent worlds so sublime.

Shamans dance to lead the blind.

It’s here, it’s here, you hear them say.

And like a kiss that fades away.

Gripping fear you lose the rhyme.

Sitting at the edge of time.Dennis Mantin

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