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Always Make Time

Tick tock Goes the clock It continues to spin it's hands Never thinking about the future Just keeps moving on No hesitation To pause for breath taking It has a job to do Funny how it's a bit like life This clock and the man Always working Always moving No time for fun or play For if you stop for just one second You're considered already dead So keep on going Keep on pushing Give it all you got Or you yourself Will be thrown away Like some worthless piece of junk

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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