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By The Clock.

By the clock I rhyme my words,

I sing my feelings which are true to my heart.

I have a notation hidden which can’t be found,

But it is love which plays,

For the strings are not apart.

The love which I have,

Can’t be without.

It stands in its dimension

And for eternity it will be and ever not to rot.

Adios!

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