Clock
Tic tic goes to clock,
Time marches to it's tranquil talk.
Life sings a song with every beat,
For every passing second is a fleeting feat.
We can't turn back the hands of time,
But we can make each moment sublime.
So let's make most of every tick and tock,
And cherish each second on the clock.
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