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The clock at the kitchen end
of my shed
has stopped
at fourteen minutes past eleven.

The clock at the bedroom end
of my shed
has stopped
at nine minutes before seven.

I sit here at my desk
stuck between the two:
timewarped.

Do I get a Tomorrow?

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