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Tick by tick, the gears align in a dance of clockwork. Time's silent sign is marked by each cog falling into place with a rhythm so true. Guiding the hours as they slip through is a heartbeat within the metal, a steady pulse both cold and sweet. In every turn, life's tale is told, a story of time both young and old.
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Pallabi Saikia
I am an article writer and poet, expressing my overwhelming thoughts through words. My articles explore diverse topics, while my poetry captures personal subtleties, connecting with others through shared experiences.
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