Haunting Clock
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the rhythmic beat
of the ticking clock
keeps me awake and seems to mock
time slips away
in the haunted night
with all the demons I must fight
the failures howl
like old regrets
and sleepless fear and long lost bets
the pendulum swings
to left and right
until I face that fateful night
then I will rest
through timeless years
without concern for scorn or tears
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