It’s not yet time to close door
Clock seems to have stopped ticking
So few minutes remain
And yet, they don’t appear to be diminishing
I look away (a watched clock don’t tock)
I hum - I gaze - It seems an age
But apparently, it was only a minute
minute (echoing), inute, nute, ute, te, e
five more to go
i. h. a. t. e. w. h. e. n. a. d. a. y. g. o. e. s. s. l. o. w.
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