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Space &Time

 

The clock winds and ticks

Along time’s ebb and sway

And in this midnight

I find my way

Across this valley

And through this void

A space of monsters

That I cannot avoid

Trampled by circumstance

And left broken by love

I’m not some angel

Just another slug

Crumbling to nothing

This bitter taste of fear

I’m able to stand

Under the weight I acquired here

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