Clock

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The winding of the tick tock clock

It hangs on the bare wall behind you

Counting your days. Counting down.

All that time you've wasted

And the time well spent

Counting down.

Spinning around the clock

It ticks and tocks.

Counting every second.

Counting down.

Every moment.

Counting down.

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