Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
The sound of an robots heart
Twisting and turning it’s gears to a stop
Pumping and inching its big hand in order
Always going in the opposite direction
Never letting the little hand follow closely
For they are meant to leave the big behind
Continuously this chase of hands go on
Without stopping unless the time to wake has come
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