"Stop staring at the clock, boy. It is always moving and yet here you are, still as a rock. It's hands will always move, it cannot waste time because it is time. You are bored, yes? You are only bored because the time moves, but you stay still. If you move, you will be like the clock. It does not waste time, it uses up every second of it."
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Poetry...from stories I will never write. Here are some things I would love to write in books but never have time to write.
