We often view stability and order as things positive and correct. Rightly so, but too much of it has brought us down, too many times before.
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“Clock pushes heavy burden of the time.“
Bolts and screws,
Twist and turn
In a hellish dance,
Accompanied by the rattle of the metal snake.
Measured distance,
A drop of oil,
Ticking sound on the wall below.
Clock pushes heavy burden of the time,
Like some endless tornado,
Never staying in one place.
Order,
A line that never falters,
A perfect box, dimensions in the chart,
Ideal dungeon for the dreams, imagination.
It brings machines alive,
Wakes up humans with a bang,
When they sleep for far too long.
Unbind and release imagination wild .
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