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A clock holds so many stories, it knows all, feels all, sees all

It can remind you when you wear at your worst, and your best

It's almost like a test that's never put to rest

And I know you can't control the hands of time but you can help what falls in between the lines

And it's never too late to try again, because even though it pours when it rains, you can't change what's in your veins

Written on March 1st, 2012 *(3-1-12)*