You bury your things
I disperse mine
Hemorrhage of time
High, high tide
Sound of water in my ears
As the light smears
I feel its rings
I hear its grind
A fidgety mind
Knows no respite
The leech is bleeding
After my bite
Hemorrhage of time
Makes high, high tide
Sound of water in my ears
As the light smears
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