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The clock...The clock
Another minute goes by-tick tick tick....
Another second trails so close behind the other
I leap forward, thinking about my past life
I started panting, sweating with grief
-Tick..... Tick.... TICK
Seconds turm to minutes and mintues turn to hours and hours turn to iternety
15 minutes
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Tasmia
Do you want to be mesmorised by the rush of emotions when you read something? Do you want to feel inspired and in the moment? Are you looking for juicy plot twists and pages of increasing drama? Well, go on! The story awaits you!
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Fantastic poem!