Tick Tock
Tick tock tick tock
clock hanging on the wall
time runs out for everything
time runs out for everyone
and unfinished deeds remain undone
Time and again,
two strangers run into each other
like the hands on the clock
Each other minutes away
yet exist in worlds apart
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