Day 22: 11:11

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It's a gloomy day,
Laying my head on my desk,
Watching the rain falls through the window,
Hearing my clock ticking.

Waiting the time to wish,
My 11:11 wish always the same,
Wishing to reverse the time,
To the past I was running, to make it right.

I fakely smiled as time pass by,
Until my tears drop by,
Hours, minutes, seconds,
It's already 12:12 but still wishing.

Still wishing that a time can be revised.

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