moment behind the moment
they are escaping at a gallop
and the clock is standing
sounds of the city
are coming dimmed
alarm more persistently
it is thundering somewhere
in the distance. flashes only
in your eyes, and sky without changes
lightings are flickering
not a time today for the sleeping
carnival fully
...at an one time
new bells are harmonizing
are heard behind the window
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