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tick tick tick… – a poem by studentasim

sometimes I’m happy
sometimes I’m not
sometimes I’m happy
sometimes I’m not
sometimes I’m happy
sometimes I’m not
stop!
got one shot
hole in the sky
running after that pie
one day will come
the hole will be none
or the hole will be spun
why does it got to be a determining factor?
enable that cerebral reactor
fine okay so it shall be
that laser precision
I can see
the hole will be none
or the hole will be spun
be ready…

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