Tic -Tock, My Inner Clock
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Sandra Feldman
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I wish it would snow,
I wish the sky would cry,
As much as I,
I wish I could go,
Somewhere that would satisfy,
The vital hunger,
That's always by my side,
And makes me wonder,
What makes me tic inside,
For, I'm not a clock
For that matter, always late,
But the one thing I know,
Is that in me, though
There's more love,
Than there is hate.
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