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3 o'clock (I)

Plagued by time is the most apt description of man

Not enough time

A drowning consciousness in the sea of activities

Not enough time

The mind with a growing number of disabilities

Not enough time

To do anything in a twenty-four hour day

The grandfather clock cannot stop

Even though its mahogany treads are screaming

"NO MORE"

Only to be drowned out by the golden bells

Whispering

"Tik tok...

Tik tok...

Ding. Ding. Ding."

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Written by
ashlyn-kriegel
American
Published
Apr 1, 2013
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Part I in the "Clocks" series

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