We are watchmen of an epoch,

keepers of the moment. 

This time is entrusted unto us. 

While yesterday sleeps,

tomorrow is yet to awaken. 

For now, the sun shines on you. 

Out of an endless deep…

we emerge, briefly:

and then are engulfed again. 

But sleeping eyes will watch and see,

for you are not about today, alone—

We are about, forever. 


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