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Something strange about a wristwatch

It seems the time is always there

Not necessarily right or wrong

My ticking questionnaire

I consult it when I have to

Then check again for confirmation

Will the next bus that I’m waiting for

Transport me to my destination

Minutes blend into the silence

Seconds pause to catch their breath

Moments trapped in quiet puzzles

Wrestling with the hands of death

Yet the watch a timeless presence

Never rushing where I wait

Moves me through the blurred decisions

Charting futures shaped by fate