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Jan 2013
Time is munching
Tick tock
Oh and flying

Tick tock
It's always hungry
Guess I can relate
I want to hide in a tree
Tick tock
But now it's too late

I'm too old
My soul has caught a cold
Now I shut up and do as I am told.
Tick tock.
Alexandra of Old
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Alexandra of Old
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