TimeA Poem by HonourfishRandom thing xD just came up with it on the spot
One o'clock
Two o'clock Three o'clock Four Find yourself washed up onto the shore Just knocked out but you'll never be sore Because with every moment opens another door and in the future there will be many, many more Five o'clock six o'clock Seven o'clock Eight with every passing moment weaves new fate waiting, all you have to do is open the gate...
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