Wait, Shall We?

Wait, Shall We? short poem

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Wait for the clock to strike time
wait for the right time to set it right
no one can see where you are headed
no one really cares as well
it is your life, your choice, your path
remember time is running out though
pretty soon the clock will strike time
and when that happens
all will be lost
ashes to ashes and dust to dust

wait for the right time to set it right
wait for the right time to set it right

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