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Grand
for comfort we will move the clock
to the head of our bed
and let the ticking splinter away the fear
of time standing still.
we'll sleep good tonight, Majesty;
we'll know you haven't taken everything
yet.
to the head of our bed
and let the ticking splinter away the fear
of time standing still.
we'll sleep good tonight, Majesty;
we'll know you haven't taken everything
yet.
Published 11th Feb 2012
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Anonymous
11th Feb 2012 4:59am
This is lovely. I'm especially fond of the first bit and the impact it has despite being so short. The image that this puts in my head is a sort of grandfather clock standing guard; an almost angelic figure at the head of a bed.
