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I shake time's grasp with firm shrug Before I know it Again feel its tug Then spit in its face It spits right back Taking position on top of my back I guess we are stuck together for good Stays longer than I wish it would
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 10:48 AM UTC
Time's Grasp
I shake time's grasp with firm shrug Before I know it Again feel its tug Then spit in its face It spits right back Taking position on top of my back I guess we are stuck together for good Stays longer than I wish it would
I wish that time didnt exist and every moment could be stopped or skipped at our convenience
AmandaKayBurke
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30/F/Alaska
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 10:48 AM UTC
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