Poem - Tenderly From The Shadowed Clock

-
tenderly
from
the shadowed
clock
to
the quiet
music
nothing
arranges

the clever
toll
predicts
below
the secret
rumor
whoever
cuts

yours
zig-zags

the seething
sound
erases

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