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Nov 2018
I tell you the time, day in and day out
If I was not here then you would shout
“I’m late! I'm late!”
Oh, what a shame
That you were late and I'm to blame
I'm the reason you're on time to work
And your boss doesn't think that you're a ****
Many take my presence for granted
Like many do not know the world is slanted
They think it's common knowledge that
The clock is always there
But when I break
It's too late
Better say your prayers
A poem from the point of view of a clock.
Lye
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Lye  13/Non-binary/home
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