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Time With a Tick

Roundabout, gradually but eventually Round and round, up we count down we wish Even flashback does not help Ironically making matters worse For the flashback of the flashback is regret As the sun goes up once, in the man’s point of view Never returning to the same spot It is all circles, scientifically orbits One tick is never like the previous, One tick we have is an opportunity Opportunity to live not to illusion Right time…? Is there a wrong one? Not once making sense Not now, never will, why rumoured Just do it Author Neo Masetlane

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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