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The Second

Counting down days from years, Hours from days, Taking out minutes from hours, Seconds from minutes: Beyond the second, There is infinite peace, There is hope, not of things to come. There is nothingness? Mother, father, brother, You fell beyond the second, I wish you peace, Not nothingness.

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