The clock...
With loud sounds
Of tick tocking
On shoulders burdened
And all exits closed!
Find barred windows
Once unseen
Trapped within cages
They never dreamed
Locked them
Without fresh air
Even resources the have
Can no longer buy!
So they are there...
Suffocating from a choice,
And time they chose to die!
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