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Tick Tock Tick Tock
The hands moved
Marking time
Relentless
She sat there
For seconds
Minutes
Hours
Immobile
Her eyes unblinking
The images on
The television screen
Had blurred
A long time ago
The time
It just passed
Meaningless
Then the shrill buzz
Broke the silence
“I’m fine”
Two words
Coming from
Far away
And then the
Torrent of relief
It washed her
The nerve wrecking
Wait was over
“He’s fine”
She repeated
Now time had
A meaning

 

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