WHEN THE CLOCK STRIKES MIDNIGHT
A race against time begins
By Rose Published about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Anne Nygård on Unsplash
Midnight's call echo's
Shadows dancing flawlessly
Feet race against time's cruel grasp
A race not all can win
As the clock continues to run
Dawn keeps waiting for the bold..
About the Creator
Rose
I am a dedicated writer whose work delves into the depths of human emotion and experience with a unique voice and an eye for detail.
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"A race not all can win" exactly!