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Tick tock, tick tock
Life keeps counting like a clock.
Memories of yesteryears,
will turn to flashes at later years.Years fly and your friends die,you never know when you'll say your last goodbye.I wish I could turn back time,and cherish what once was mine.Or to go back even more,being a kid in a candy store. ick tock, tick tock Iwish I could control this clock.