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Above

I sit here between the tick and the tock No such thing as a clock. I sit here for all to see Yet no one sees where I be. In the darkest night I'm but a blight. High above Still know nothing of love I watch all Many kingdoms I've seen fall Lifetimes pass by For each one I cry Northern most reaches Above the land of no beaches I sit ever so high Up beyond the sky Eternities I've been here I'm the unknown, that you fear

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