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Pocket Watch


Nothing moves, While others sleep, The spring expanded then wound, Life begins the cogs move, The hands move through the day, The sprocket expands and contracts rapidly, moving time forward, The spring expands until it is full, the cogs stop and sleep, The hands rest, Night falls and, All is quiet again,
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Steamboy13
Just looking at my pocket watch.

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