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Clocks

The kindness of the clock ticks...
making the haze of thoughts criss-tock....
I used to enjoy moments where I thought of you....
Used to enjoy the warmth your arms would bring....
Used to have thoughts that would have the clock..stop its tock.
Those are used to moments...
Like the seasons evolution into the next...
So do I ....
I move on from the desires, commitment, and expectations
To inward appreciation...
To blessed peace...
To acknowledgement of kindness as the
Clock
Ticks
Written by niknshell
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