The clock I see

The clock I see doesn’t move according to the births of time; it breeds according to a perception

It doesn’t tick into the future, and it easily lets go of the past- its just a clock waving at nothingness; no weight, no shame

The clock I see tells no time, no concept, it has a no moon nor sun- just feelings of awakeness and tiredness

It ticks and ticks until its ticks are ignored- and replaced with mortal death

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