Poem -

Tick.....Talk.

As Grandfather Time clicks tick & tock,
the hands on his watch both come to a stop.

Any other point in time it would read 7'o'clock,
but at this point in life, now all time is stock.

Though if you can't even sense it,
how could you know if time stopped?

Just know thatΒ if we didn't have senses,
then we wouldn't have clocks!

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