The Clock Ticks

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Ticking away the precious hours,
The steady tic-toc,
Deaf to frantic cries of ours,
Tick in contemptuous mock.

The fabric of our collective soul,
Ticks away as its hands unfold.
For in these ticks, we find a truth,
A tapestry weavings, the dreams of youth.

We want every moment to truly last,
Time moves forward fast.
Cherish each beat of your own heart,
Lessons that the old clock imparts.

In this ever-moving ticking race,
We look to step back every pace.