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CLOCKSTRING REQUIEM

By Mason Monteith

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Oh, Amor fati.

How we love fate,

And praise the sisters divine-

As they measure and cut the line.

 

But in our ignorance sublime,

We forgot the cost so great.

Eyes on the spool, we become stagnant,

Living life as but a fragment.

 

 
 

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