In the haze of a waking dream, a cheetah's gaze holds tight,

  A tapestry of shattered dreams, promises lost in the night.

  Lead the forgotten charge, but time's a fickle friend,

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  Its relentless wheels ensnare us all, until the very end.

  The ever-turning lie, a truth we can't deny,

  A ceaseless churn that binds us, a whispered, haunting sigh.