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    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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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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