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Time.
December 14, 2017
I watch his hands move
Cold and meticulous
Calculating
Those hands control me
I must obey
I can’t ignore them
He follows me wherever I go
An ever present reminder
That I am trapped with no escape
Will he ever leave?
Or will he always follow me
Slowly pushing me closer and closer to my grave
I hear him now
Louder, louder, louder
Deafening
Tick, tick, tick
© Kelly G., Norwell, MA
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