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CLOCK AND MOON
No sun to sight
Yet soon, over I a haze of terms shall creep
And my ear deaf to the sound of the bell.
Music will fade and the song will die
Mine cheeks not a grin but a smirk to twitch
As each minute to...
Yet soon, over I a haze of terms shall creep
And my ear deaf to the sound of the bell.
Music will fade and the song will die
Mine cheeks not a grin but a smirk to twitch
As each minute to...
