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Eight Hours

October 28th, 2012 by Magdalena Tabor
Ca-Ca-Ca-rawling
Across the wall
Just like a shadow
Spreading like fear,
Eight legg-ed
Arachnid,
Eight hours to kill.
Sa-Sa-Sa-leepless
Night,
My clocks a face
With that look of alarm
And eight hours of nil.
Ca-Ca-Ca-rawling
Across my eyes,
The dust of eons,
The must of peons
With eight hours,
Eight hours to chill.
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