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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Awake.

Tick tock ,tick tock.
Listening to every tick, every tock,
It's growing louder,
The thumping in your head,
The storm in your belly,
Brow beaded with sweat,
You can't ever rest,
Today it's the tick tock,
Sometimes it's the omnious caw
or just the daily nightmare.

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