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count the hours extend a hand to the giver ask for more but you get nothing time ticking away all too soon not much left to soothe weary souls the aching glued to the clock extend a hand but ticking won’t stop.

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Oct 23, 2024

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Notes: time is passing way too fast for my liking

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