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10 Till 8
28 April, 2002
Author: Maranda Berkley

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10 till 8 time travels slow
As a sullen girl drops her head down
Feeling the terror the reaper sows
She sings a sad song with a quiet voice
Eyes low she never knows
Never notices
The reaper is so close
She stumbles right into his arms open wide
He grabs a hold
Soothing her sobs and sighs
10 till 8 the time stops moving
The reaper never lets go

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