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Poetry

Standstill

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I watch the world go by

Silently

I hear the chime of time

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

No mouse ran up the clock

Instead people sat alone in dead space

Once together in laughter & harmony

But not now in this Apocalyptic world

The madness overflows into everything

Speaking in tongues of greed not gratitude

In zones 123 to 321

As people loose sense of self

No point of excessive wealth

It has no value except in loose morals

This is where it counts

Human decency and togetherness

Spending time

Where it matters the most

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