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The Clock’s 4th Hand
Can you see the fourth hand on the clock? Perhaps if you just squint hard enough. Does it reveal itself to you? Silently ticking. Out of sight. Out of mind. Faster than you can ever imagine…
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Supernovae Crochet
I can feel the fire in my heart light up again, maybe once more, though turns out sorting all my past mistakes out is such a chore…
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Depression Session; Inability for Expression
Woe, woe, woe – woe is my foeCreature from hell, down from bellow Yo, yo, yo – yo I’ve fallen lowUp and down, the string of sorrow No, no, no – no I cannot growThere is so much more that I doth not know I want to run and run and never look backTurn the
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Year by Year
Work, play, restMurk, flay, testLurk, pray, crest Head is jumbledMind is fumbledOverencumbered is IToo weighted down to flyToo devoid of space to cryAll I can do I let out a brief sigh Relax they sayRelax and praySo I pray then lay downVanishing my worryThe blizzard clears, banishing the flurry
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Chess Pawn O’Graffer
I am a pawnI have been rebornI am like a fawnOr fresh cut lawnThe old me was tornThe old me, I mournThe new me is corn I am a plantOf which doesn’t say “can’t”For I can do allI am seven feet tallHarvesting the raw energy of the sunWhilst stationary, not very funThen I am consumed
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The Lore of Tug of War
All of it comes togetherForever and neverOh it’s so very cleverIt falls down slowly like a featherThen falls up quickly, everything meetsFor the cycle to rinse and repeatThey fall to sin and repent to himHe is god, the devil’s twinThey work in unison, two sides of a coinFor the plan needs them to joinPulling on
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