It was you who,
Wanted the clock to stop.
But we have no proof,
That the clock will ever stop.
You depended all on fate,
The mark of our memory will fade.
O, what a shame,
That you left the clock to stop.
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I guess everybody has his/her own measurement of time.
Whether it's slow, fast, happy, suffering.. and yes, whether you still remember it
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