The clock tocks love ticking away but if you speak of it your scared theres nothing elese to say if you know theres times and you should go if you say it to him theres 25% of your hope it runs through your brain like never before it fills like you hart has been washed in waves and brought back to shore theres the clock ticking ticking tock its a little bit of time for a alot of love
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I would like to translate this poem