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The Dybbuk Jun 2018
If I could turn over the clock,
And warp to my mistake,
Prevent the ripple's from the rock,
I dropped into the lake,
I would go back to a day,
That we met in time and space,
And send you far away,
Though I'd want to kiss your face.
I hurt the people close to me,
Because I'm made of slime.
To fix the past, I'll need a key,
To take me back through time.

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