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LOVE OF TIME

Tick—tack the clock dings

And everything I looked, felt still

Like the night wind, like words unspoken

Like you pass, yet another letting

Tick—tack the clock panics

And everything that I looked, felt steady

Like the sun, like words mistaken

Like you pass, yet another missed chances

Tick—tack the clock sighs

And everything that I looked still felt steady

Like torn of roses, like love has ended

Like you pass, yet another broken pieces

Tick—tack the clock was broke

And one thing that looked steady felt still

Like chilled non—breathing, like words suspended

Like you to me had passed, yet another ending

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