When you eat it you will know
When you drink it
you will know
Look at your hands
Look at the front street
challenge everything
Your reality is digesting you
It's stomach acid in the form of time
The graceless feeling must be flung off
You will know when you dress in the morning
The day calling you up
Neutral expression
It's rolling slowly around
You can see it on the clock
The calender and the repeating decades
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