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Time runs On Time runs on, a endless race sweeping away tears and smiles as night follows day and day follows night until all is swept away. The storm pounds, its endless force carving away both life and land as they fall into their embrace pounded and twisted until all is swept away. Yet gazing on your face and vowing eternal love I defy time's threats ignore the waves and place my faith in us All other things shall change but this I swear will not and even though we be swept away with time's broom some trace will stand These settled vows and spotless faith time cannot remove and courage shall show our inward faith, as faith shall try our love till all is lost and time stands still.
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By Intoxcy8me -
To the close observer even at a distance, there was a difference in the figures as they struggled through the sagebrush. The man who rode a big black stallion, leading two others was outfitted in all black. A horned toad startled by the intrusion darted across the trail from the shelter of one sage-brush to another—'In a country that raises sage-brush, horned toads, and hell,' and Big John laughed softly to himself. The June sun was dropping low in the west over the black Colorado range. Purple haze began to thicken in the timbered notches. Gray foothills, round and billowy, rolled down from the higher country. The land burned like hot slag, and except for a panting lizard here and there, or a dust-gray jack-rabbit, startled from its covert, nothing animate stirred upon its face. They were smooth, sweeping, with long velvety slopes and isolated patches of aspens that blazed in autumn gold. Splotches of red vine colored the soft gray of sage. Old Rimrock, a mountain scarred b