Clock Waste
It's time to change the clocks again.
We've lost our place in time.
We're either going an hour ahead
or back again to chime.
We'll never know until we're there
if we've been lost or cursed.
The truth is that we're nowhere there
than where we were at first.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2016
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