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Tick Tock


The air I breathe, 

The things I see,

They make me tick.

The scents I smmell, 

The places I go, 

They make me tock.

Tick tock goes the clock,

As the time of life passes.

Tick tock goes my life, 

As the clocks time passes.

Family, friends, laughter, cheers, 

These all make me tick.

Enemies, bullies, fears, tears.

These all make me tock.

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