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Tick Tock Goes Time

A minute…an hour.
A chocolate…a flower.
A day…a week,
To find what we seek.

Only one thing stands in our way;
A merciless beast who comes day by day.
Trees crush, petals die;
All for the beast named time.

A minute…an hour.
A chocolate…a flower.
A day…a week,
To find what we seek.

We cannot win,
For time is a hidden sin.
It takes us, it beats us.
It takes us, it eats us.

A minute…an hour.
A chocolate…a flower.
A day…a week,
To find what we seek.





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