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December 31, 2015
There I lay
No longer wanting to stay,
With the only remaining sense
Being the feeling of suspense,
And all I could hear,
Were the frailty gears;
The sound of a gradually slowed system,
With no given dictum.
So I shut my eyes steadily
In order to face the blackness ahead of me,
Yet drawn out clinking and grinding remained.
I wish they’d stop
And let me go.
© Anonymous
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