This is the first poem of my DW collection. I'll take any suggestions.

A Time to Sleep

Tenth's Farewell


900 years drifting in the universe

One would think it too long

900 years floating among the stars

And now right is bleeding into wrong

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I have seen towering red nebulas

Crimson cathedrals against the black of night

I have stood in the passing of time

And burned out stars, fiery with light

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900 years of the universe

Travelling on with slowing breath

I think the end is drawing near

It is time to stop dancing with death

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Perhaps it has been too long

The voices call for the final bow

I have been running, faster than ever

My song is ending now

After all, 900 years of the universe has taught me

There is always a time to sleep