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a wall of fire to keep
for the clock series
and here we were
this is wolf at the door
anywhere in a clock you can be
it’s all around the day
close your eyes
but a clock goes on
some music runs against
but we see the clock persist
a canon won’t run out of shot
it is a trip around
everyone lives here
they taught us with cardboard and arrows
three ways to point
it’s all these years
and here again
tadaima! – okaeri!
old tricks
all up to me
you grow up over it like the vine
or the mouse run up
they’ll cut off your tail
they’re coming for you
all to point out
how we’re still here
all day
and it’s the night too
dies by these thousand cuts
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