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A Clock In Reverse

One day, when I woke up I saw the clock hands spinning rapidly backward. and then I was aware that the countdown had begun and, that time was running, it was flying. -I said to Heaven: "Not yet, Please!" -I still have a lot of work to do, everything to prove. After a long pause... I said to myself: "No. There's really nothing left to prove." and I resigned myself to letting the hands of the clock run its course backward. to this day

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