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Apr 2019
The three hands,
All keep running,
As if they intend to
Catch the others

Even when met
No breaking,
As if they are in a race

Is this a
Perpetual attempt
To break out
From the clock?
Werdkraft Fenrite
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Werdkraft Fenrite  60/M
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   Kimya
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