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Mr Alkindy Aug 2017
The tick tock sound of the watch fades away...
Every sound is muted and silence invades the bay...
As your thoughts walk in, everything deviate and go astray...
I lose my consciousness and ability to think straight.
Beloved, I now long for you and my thoughts are trapped as  hell,
The key to my heart I offer you,
do not leave me hanging again.

— The End —