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As The Pendulum Swings
Dreaming that one, Could control, The hands, On the clock, Fighting with time, To slow the momentum, Of the tick-tock, As the pendulum swing...
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To write a thousand words, How one feels, But cannot find those eyes, Who would read, A message unread, For a thousand years, Maybe in anoth... -
Sat on a path, At the dawn of the day, Cross roads in sight, Thinking which way, To the left or to the right, Or straight ahead towards ton... -
A Robin flew to a tree on my path, This was fate , It was meant to be, He sang a song, In his merry way, Only a few will understand his wor...
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