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In Deceitful Twist of Fate

The yearning of the sun is yet to pass
The frigidity of life is mine to surpass
Peevish enough to see my skin brittle
I wait as age pass upon so subtle
If by chance time could be cheated upon
I would be most willing to test the pun
For I will not delude myself to such
Since I am in correct insanity
And nay wills my beliefs perish instantly
Because the ever quick wave of the hand
And that ever sudden glimpse of the eye
Could fool everybody’s own set of bands