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The clock ticked (Ralph Ellison)

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I stretched out beneath the covers, hearing the springs groan beneath me. The room was cold. I listened to the night sounds of the house. The clock ticked with empty urgency, as though trying to catch up with the time. In the street a siren howled.

Ralph Ellison (in Invisible Man)

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