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Time.
Anticipation kills in a race
against time.
The flowers bloom more slowly
and the clock ticks on for hours.
Speak against the centuries
and stand against the decades;
the time for play is over.
against time.
The flowers bloom more slowly
and the clock ticks on for hours.
Speak against the centuries
and stand against the decades;
the time for play is over.
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