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The clock ticks faster everyday, seconds that beat rapidly away As minutes pass, I glimpse into the past My mind gets stuck, in a time capsule cast Remembering when time had moved much slower, but  it speeded up as I grew  older Once hoping it wold hurry up its tock Now wishing that it would come to a stop Forward it moves in eternity quickly it is reminding me of the direction that it goes and I cannot tell it to slow A speed of illusion that continues to turn, a motion that keeps going and does not return For when I'm gone will there still be a ticking clock, or would it be a memory that cannot be forgot
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
Time
The clock ticks faster everyday, seconds that beat rapidly away As minutes pass, I glimpse into the past My mind gets stuck, in a time capsule cast Remembering when time had moved much slower, but  it speeded up as I grew  older Once hoping it wold hurry up its tock Now wishing that it would come to a stop Forward it moves in eternity quickly it is reminding me of the direction that it goes and I cannot tell it to slow A speed of illusion that continues to turn, a motion that keeps going and does not return For when I'm gone will there still be a ticking clock, or would it be a memory that cannot be forgot
havitatoe
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Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
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