Being chased by all these clocks
she filled her pocket full of rocks
just to drown her time...
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Libellule (
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In these three lines so much is said. A poem whose power lays in those rocks and in never stopping clocks. I too have wished to drown time. A fave
Do we chase time or does time chase us, many a time i wish i could just pause it, enjoyed the read
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