TimeA Poem by MARK my Word
Tick tock tick tock
running to the place of nowhere chased by the Big Ben and wanting to escape from the illusion looking into the senses of human eye screaming heart bothered mind accepting the present though it seems to be hard One step towards your future: leaving yesterday for a closer tomorrow
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