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Nov 2017
the clock is relentless in its demands to be read
and just as unmoving in its movement
eating into each moment until the moment is gone
and we can no longer meet there
its ok when you are waiting, for once time is on your side
but apart from that those numbers can be numbing.
Written by
nivek
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     alex, Green Eyed Blues, --- and PJ Poesy
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