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Tick. Tock. Tick. Stop. The hands are gone, the gears still spin, the numbers sit but never bend. A clock that ticks but won’t progress— a circle locked in its own steps. The world still moves, the bells still chime, but time itself has lost the time. The gears still turn, the wheels still spin— yet nothing starts, and nothing ends. Did the world freeze still? Did the hands slip fast? Did I step too late, or did I fade too fast? The hands are gone, the gears still spin, but time won’t start again. Am I too late? Am I too soon? Or did I miss the afternoon? They wait for time to move at last, to turn, to tick, to bring the past. But in the glass, where hands once waved, there’s only echoes, cold and vague. A shadow’s shape, a missing chime, a frozen pulse of hollow time. I check the face, I count the spins, but nothing starts, and nothing ends. The hands are gone, the gears still spin, but time won’t start again. Am I too late? Am I too soon? Or did I miss the afternoon? Tick. Tock. Tick. …Stop.
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Tick. Tock. Tick. Stop. The hands are gone, the gears still spin, the numbers sit but never bend. A clock that ticks but won’t progress— a circle locked in its own steps. The world still moves, the bells still chime, but time itself has lost the time. The gears still turn, the wheels still spin— yet nothing starts, and nothing ends. Did the world freeze still? Did the hands slip fast? Did I step too late, or did I fade too fast? The hands are gone, the gears still spin, but time won’t start again. Am I too late? Am I too soon? Or did I miss the afternoon? They wait for time to move at last, to turn, to tick, to bring the past. But in the glass, where hands once waved, there’s only echoes, cold and vague. A shadow’s shape, a missing chime, a frozen pulse of hollow time. I check the face, I count the spins, but nothing starts, and nothing ends. The hands are gone, the gears still spin, but time won’t start again. Am I too late? Am I too soon? Or did I miss the afternoon?
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