.Here I sit, like another man's memory of a quarter hour of rest.Passed-over, poltergeist.Tell no one you saw me and I'll just leave.Go now.
Here I sit, eyeing the dry grasses, striking steel on stone in rememberance of flame.Here I am, the man in the clock's tower, oiling the gears, deafened .
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