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Tic tic tic toc it’s all I seem to hear A reminder of what once was Constantly in my ear Hands of time seem to be spinning faster than they should I search for a way to slow them down Or rewind them if I could Tic tic there it goes again echoing in my head I’m standing before u I appear alive but inside I am dead Tic toc the timer begins a race which nobody ever wins Run n run to an endless path Constantly trying to fight the time from the second it begins The hands keep spinning round and round faster than u can see Attempting to stop them But it’s a trap from which u will never break free

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Date: 9/30/2020 12:27:00 PM
And the older I get, the slower I run but the hands just keep going faster and faster. ... a race which nobody ever wins ... Danielle, you have captured the naked truth with this string of triplets. Very nice!
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Danielle Brunelle
Date: 10/2/2020 8:01:00 PM
Thank u
Date: 10/26/2018 1:25:00 PM
Enjoyed this truth teller of time!
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Danielle Brunelle
Date: 10/26/2018 9:46:00 PM
Thank you im glad u enjoyed it
Date: 10/24/2018 9:19:00 AM
It definitely is a trap we are all prisoners of. Nicely done.
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Danielle Brunelle
Date: 10/26/2018 9:47:00 PM
Thank u
Date: 10/24/2018 1:03:00 AM
Time! minister prime, best breathing chime // nice poem
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Danielle Brunelle
Date: 10/2/2020 8:00:00 PM
Thank u

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