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Dec 2015
the watch on my arm goes
tick-tock
i hear
clipity-clop
it turned into
a horse pullin a cart
i feel the uneven
evenly cut boards
ouch a splinter
an all this happened
between
tick and tock
back to a watch on my arm
ROBERT W KODAMA
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ROBERT W KODAMA  avera ga
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