The Fingers Of Time..
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The fingers of time,
Have sharp nails,
With no triggering signals,
Squeeze the brains,
To have the folds,
Scratch the skin,
To lose the shine,
To fill the hearts,
To disfigure the shape
,
To touch the lips,
To fix the tight zip,
To soak the wrinkled,
Underwear in ice water,
To knock the teeth,
With the grinding hammer,
To draw the blinds,
To hide the screen,
The fingers of Time,
Are real witnessing all,
These massacres,
Punch in the stomach,
The slouched hangers,
The holes in the closets,
Humbled visitors,
Walking with three legs,
The fingers of Time,
Sometimes blunt,
During youthful spring,
Flowers in the bodies,
To announce the arrival,
Of autumn using,
Written configuration…
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