Eye and The Clock Gear
As I watch the time tic toc away from me, time itself becomes irrelevant... From a twitch of my optical nerve, to the inner gears of a clock, I observe in solitude expanding my vast cerebral plains.. What may you ask they have in common, everything my darling.... Everything.....
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Frankie Von
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