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Tick Tock



I watch the cursor blink.


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Like seconds on a time-bomb,

Ticking down.


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Time keeps moving on,

Even when we pause to watch it







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In a world where everyone has something to say,


I got nothin'.

 

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Tick

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Tock

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Tick

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Tock

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Just write something. 

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Anything. 

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Tick.

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Tock.

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Tick

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Tock

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Tick.

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