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Aug 2021
There’s times that stop
And there’s times that move
No tick or tock
forget me
Not

There’s times that walk
And there’s times that tread
No patter of fast
forget me
Gasp

There’s times that listen
And there’s times that silence
No spoken heard
forget me
Words
Written by
Julie
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