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"How the clock moves on, relentlessly,
with such assurance that it eats the years.
The days are small and transitory grapes,
the months grow faded, taken out of time.

It fades, it falls away, the moment, fired
by that implacable artillery -
and suddenly, only a year is left to us,
a month, a day, and death turns up in the diary."

"What we know is so little,
and what we presume so much,
so slowly do we learn
that we ask questions, then die.
Better for us to keep our pride
for the city of the dead
on the day of the departed,
and there, when the wind blows through
the holes in your skull,
it will unveil to you such mysteries,
whispering the truth to you
through the spaces that were your ears."