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Jul 1
what time is it
looking out from history
making a guess comes natural

the future is in flux
all the minute detail

blowing on dandelion seedheads
was an hourly affair

the doomsday clock
has always been ticking.
Written by
nivek
66
     Vazago d Vile, Damocles and Karen
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