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running out of time

My clock is running out
the sand is slipping through the hour glass
the doors are closing my time is running out it's like im stuck in a dream and im running to try to get out but i cant reach the end
i can make it i know i can but i'm the one stopping myself im running out of time i have wasted so much and i want it back it's slipping through my fingers i can't hold on any longer i have run out




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