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fly trap
all these minutes
from all the years
collected together
like flys in a jar
with the lid tightly
on
each aching to
spread their
wings one last
time
as the clock breaths
it's last
from all the years
collected together
like flys in a jar
with the lid tightly
on
each aching to
spread their
wings one last
time
as the clock breaths
it's last
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