We put the clocks forward
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We put the clocks back
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The mirror is never fooled
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It remains slow moving liquid cool
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As we speed headlong into the berzah
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Jinn stone of indians
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Narkik and faded stars
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The temperature is cold as clay
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Ash on birthday cake a wine blushing bride
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Stupefied our bad side's in decay
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Stupefied our bad side's in decay
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Mirror Remains
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| Bauhaus |
