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Each year when time changes forward, I intentionally forget to switch the old, reliable clock, finding comfort each morning when reading its deceptive hands to appreciate that there is always an extra hour left to live, to sleep, to experience.

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anoncounselor

Fargo, ND

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anoncounselor

Fargo, ND

Published: Apr 7, 2016
Time: 1m

Tags: #poetry #short #time #for #observation #appreciatino

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