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every second
of every minute
of every hour
of every day
of every week
of every month
of every year
i spend waiting
for something
for someone
for anything
for anyone 
to pull me out
because
every second
of every minute
of every hour
of every day
of every week
of every month
of every year
means nothing
because
every second
of every minute
of every hour
of every day
of every week
of every month
of every year
someone is forgotten

and all i do
all this time
is wonder when i'll be next

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