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Clock running out .

Tick tock stupid biological clock . No good eggs left . Tick tick slap the anger that comes from having it . Others get what they wish for . Ticking me off the last of the cycle . Paused in timeĀ  . Months used to matter . Growth was a desperate cry . My time is up . It's ticked it's last tock of theĀ  clock. Fuck you father time for running out and , Leaving barren groundĀ  .Ā Ā 

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