Tales of times

There comes a time of tales that shatter your world for a while,
This world is not a place of peace in silence rests the wild.
Erase the scars of the past, but don’t forget what you learned,
There rests a road to take you ahead; but loved one don’t forget the turn.
If the lines on palm described destiny, just think cutting off would change what’s forth,
No sire, you don’t mean too much, for the evil beasts you are of no worth.
Just walk with me and hear what I say, I hold mysteries on the go,
The sky shivers and the earth cries for hidden truth you never know.

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