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Old clock on the windowsill...
Submitted:Nov 23, 2007 Reads: 114 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Tick tock, tick tock,
Old clock on the windowsill,
Always counts time,
I wish time would stand still.
Tick tock, tick tock,
The old clock watches me,
Always seeing,
What I can never see.
So many days,
Have turned into years,
Nothing stays the same,
Everything changes here.
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