Four corners of the world

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The clock on the walllike my bomb tickingThe fan on the roof Like sharp knivesThe mobile on the handLike my lifeline My time and numbers runningHere and there Speechless, mad,sordid, without any pointDoubted, expressionless, knackered, nakedThere's

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Shraesta Suresh

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