Chronos and Pluto

The man with the hourglass, the Sandman who counts the grains.

The one who will never be forgotten, even as his consort is.

Watching with lonely eyes, anger for disregard.

Pluto with the scales, measuring. She loves every moment, she watches so kind.

Holds the hand of her lover, and the hand of Justice too.

The scales and the clock, the sand and the beginning and the end.

Holder of keys, passer of forgiveness.

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