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The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power to
The clock of life is wound but once, And no man has the power to tell, Just when the hands will stop, At late or early hour. "I shall pass through th...
The clock of life is wound but once, And no man has the power to tell, Just when the hands will stop, At late or early hour. "I shall pass through th...
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