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An intangible desperation of clouds Sudden affliction of the heart It moves me in a desperate way Like a week without sleep and too many boring nights Long and watching the clock tick away And then when I dream I don't even know I'm alive A temporary death and I don't have to believe In a god or a devil There is only a quieting Except for the creeping eventual random nightmare And we watch our days go away Go speeding away, only to look back And it was so slow in fact That we could have done more But the sands of aeon went away Like ticking our lives away And we're a little older And a little closer To whatever death is Certainly not what they say

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