11:61
I watch the clock,
time slowly evaporating.
every moments new meaning apparent,
a moment too late.
wondrous lovers
have called me from the past.
those unknown reach from my future..
the time has come to decide..
what is reason for,
if not to use reason?
many times the world attempts
to crush the boulders of humanity
but i fight, fight against it.
time cannot stand stil nor can i.
fleeting , hurry hurry.
the time is 11:61
Walter Howard
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