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Sleepless Clock

Never could I sleep on this very day. What was different with all this time? A sleepless night would enlighten the thought of time. Time that ticks for tainted things that never go well, but go badly. Wasted time hurts the life of all. Life of time ticks in a path of seconds. To tick away through the night, to tick away in the day, never could I see the past, but see the future instead. Tick away with life itself. Flash the time of life to start and to finish. Oh! Please stop the speed of time! It hurts to see it tick to my death day. Oh! Please stop, please stop! Never could I stop the ticking of time. So, i would pray for everlasting life. Tick, tick the sins of mine away. Let it pass, let it come to the sleepless clock.

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