This is my 9th poem, called "Clock"

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CLOCK

How I use the time

time that often stands still

Yes, it will be enough as usual

i do well just as i want

But the money they are pushing

my patience as well

I'm lying and glowing up the ceiling

but should make me go and go

My will it stands in the woods

cling to a spruce

The rest of the body is at home

Velar and bulls as a fan

I look at my pocket watch and wonder

whether it's night or day

Is she twelve or twenty four?
I have problems with such problems

In addition to laziness and lead

I also suffer a shortcoming

of social contacts

believe the fank if life becomes sad

So I take a trip to the park

Meet a soul or two

puts me down on a stump

to make life understand if possible

Then I get a stick in the back

for just such luck I have

When I caught my collar

yes, it will be a bad day

Then I hear a voice from the end

Hello! I'm the will you forgot

I'm scared and rub the eye

This is something I dreamed

But the voice it continues to speak

and I get up on my body

I'm running and feeling relieved

My will gives freedom and hope

I'm jumping into the world

throw my watch in the river

for the time being it is infinite

but life is just a loan

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This is my 9th poem, called "Clock" | Ecency