In a world of clock I would be the hand.
I go hand in hand not so often.
I would be traversing by my beings who define my world - the digits,
yet I wont overstay my welcome or stop at any place.
You see my orbit as a routine, I see it as a progression!
You talk of your past and take pride in it.
For me, there is no turning back. .
You dont judge me dumb or wise,
Because, in my world its always clock-wise and
rest of your opinion is just prejudice.
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