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And Here, I Shall Not Be
There once was a time where i wasn't.
A time I'm told, but cannot conceive.
That births notions of how I've formed,
Into the resemblance of man i am today.
There shall be a time when I'm not.
With my hands holding the clock.
As my eyes begin to tick.
Counting on the seconds to fulfill my end
A time I'm told, but cannot conceive.
That births notions of how I've formed,
Into the resemblance of man i am today.
There shall be a time when I'm not.
With my hands holding the clock.
As my eyes begin to tick.
Counting on the seconds to fulfill my end
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