The clocks say time is fair
but what is fair
and a young man dies
When the wise become no longer wise
you throw your words out with a loud crash
acting like you got nothing when have already got the catch
The clocks say time is far
But what is far
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PoetryGrowing up hearing that a travesty has happened to great but the terrible have been living happy and free it confused me so and how a minute or even a day would be so little for me but to those who have lost that one person that would be so precious...
