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Dec 2016
Tick
    
     Tock

Time flutters and flits by
With no rhythm at all
A moment's gone in a second
A battle a devastating hour
Time takes away
Love, loss, life;
All controlled by the tick-tocking device
Time rarely blesses
It gives and gives
But no joy is wrought
Because the clock's ticking
And it isn't going to stop
We just live in this chaos,
Hoping for just one more tick
Or one more tock

Tick

     Tock
          
          Ti-

Your clock has stopped
Written by
Schuy  Texas
(Texas)   
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