I allied with the fiercest of my foes, 
The terms, I knew, would ask a heavy cost. 
It steals my strength and takes what I love most, 
Yet in the end, to it my journey goes. 

It claims my body, claims my fleeting breath, 
Its shadow looms, unyielding and severe. 
Yet moments rise, like stars to calm my fear, 
Within its grasp, I learn to dance with death. 

Relentless, Time commands me as its pawn, 
And binds me to its vast, eternal game. 
It leaves me lonely, though it fans the flame, 
Of hope through those who greet me at the dawn. 

Unyielding but sincere, it keeps its vow, 
Demanding truth in all I think and say. 
In turn, it gives me strength to heal the day, 
And gifts of beauty, justice, here and now. 

I must not falter, must not play with lies, 
For honesty is what it does require. 
Its payment comes: to lift me ever higher, 
And show me all who truly stand nearby. 

Relentless, yet it bears a gentle tone, 
The mighty Time that shapes my fleeting stay. 
I’ll never tame it, but along the way, 
Its wisdom grants me power as my own. 
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