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Tic and Tock


We live from tic to tock throughout our lives

That clock that tics and tocks… we forget not

But live by micro tics that stop

For no one…. No, not even one

Its not a respecter of persons, but dishes out.

The same for all, except for those, whose flight is fast.

And miss out on little things, that always stay under the sun

They beg that tic and tock to stop, so they could just have 

A little time, to stop and breath

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