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I no longer need to obey you For I have no curfew to meet Minutes, seconds and hours Making the day compete At first each hour passes so slowly Not knowing each day how to fill As one hour passes to two then three How can the day’s end it not yet be Slowly I stop watching the hands To look at sights never seen A world now coming alive Showing such a beautiful scene I wonder for all of those hours The need from beginning to end To be filled the start to the finish My hurry to have them blend I no longer need a clock As I rise with the sun for my day I rest my eyes when darkness comes The hours between my way

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Date: 8/18/2019 10:58:00 AM
Live my friend...let the lonely clock tick...Nice one
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Tracy Somerville
Date: 8/21/2019 8:37:00 AM
Thank you very much.

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