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Spark Plug
The clock is always ticking
Speedometer spinning along
Wear and tear building up
Traversing life looking to belong
Easy to miss the exit signs
The clock is always ticking
Most of us drive around blind
Our internal light barely flickering
We all have a set number of miles
Unfortunately spend too many in a haze
The clock is always ticking
Time to turn that flicker into a blaze
Rev up the love in your heart
Ignite the flame on the wicking
It’s never too late to fire up your engine
Because the clocking is always ticking
Copyright ©
Mike Oleary
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