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there was a time

 

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No longer looked up to
at least not as much as before
no longer consulted
or given the usual care
 
No longer do cogs congregate
not even to syncopate
Time keeps ticking away
although this clock's hands stay
 
Where has the cuckoo flown to?
Where shall it alight?
Somewhere the sand has rested,
glinting like ...

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