tick-tock…

I can’t stop myself - nothing can

I can’t turn back
I just keep-on
keeping-on

tick-tock - goes the clock.

Image; Art Johnstone Tick-tock’.


Its that time again!

3 am.

Awake.

Listening.

Tick-tock…….it never stops.

I can’t stop what’s coming - I can’t change the past -

no matter how much I might want to -

it just keeps on keeping on. Tick - tock…

goes the clock.

So -

what are you waiting for?

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