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The Time Thief
Clocks are ticking, in the museum of time
Quarterly, half-hourly, then hourly chimes
Then just for a moment, time it stood still
Clocks stood idle as if by an unearthly will
As dogs stopped barking, birds didn’t sing
Then in the air a silence did upon us cling
Town folk stopped, wondering on the why
To new born babies that failed in their cry
Then one by one each clock started to tick
As each key was turned with a timely click
The presence of life was again felt in relief
As gone was the moment of the time thief
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