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Tic Toc

I hear the tic of the clock It's off tic toc I see the mouse run round the man I hear the tic of the clock I see the shadow of the past The clock strikes 5 Tic toc Minutes tic away I hear the tic of the clock I watch the wall rot The clock strikes 6 Tic toc the wallpaper rots I hear the tic of the clock My eyes roll out of my head The clock strikes twelve instead The mouse runs round my feet Because I am dead I no longer hear the tic of the clock

 
 
 

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