bichoose (bichoose) wrote,
bichoose
bichoose

Tuesday 17th January 2012.

Bleak mid winter,the day is almost done,the clock ticks, the weary second hand has no rest ever, it sighs climbing up the clock face, there is no escape, the clock made my man has captured his soul..those that control the clock workings have no soul and thus control us..the great unwashed....so goeth...
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