Waiting
The clock ticks, I wait.
I am not ticking time,
Time ticks me up.
“Time is the king of men”
As I stop at a clot of time,
Growing lost in the present,
As I wait to hear the doctor, my doctor.
Doctor, over the time — overlaps.
I wait for the doctor.
Today, doctor ticks the time.
I don’t know what will he tell?
A news will break,
Will he tell?
YOU ARE BEYOND,
IT’S TOO LATE.
Will I then, tick the time?
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