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freckledfreak reblogged your audio post

I hit play and my dog freaked the fuck out.

The Man Who Owned The Stage   The second hand boasts many hours kept And wrapped and nestled neatly into place. As lives are lived, so much of Time has leapt, Reminding us of unaccounted Space. The clock ticks on, and to it all are slaves, Except the lonely man who runs away, Indifferent to how he misbehaves, And unaware of how his actions weigh Upon the minds he steals and hearts he keeps, That golden man whose eyes reveal his age. And when at last the man, defeated, weeps, He knows that long ago, he owned the stage.