wall clock

I turned to the left
I look at the clock looked at me
As if he radiant
Smiling at me
I was crying
Tasted the bitter swill of the world
Which has made the heart feel cut
Tasted the bitter swill of love
But I realized
I can not continue to rely
Relying on his
But I have to always rely
Leaning to the All-True
Who can make this love there
Who can make this love dead

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