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The control room are watching
One second ahead of now,
One second can be an eternity
If you only know how.
The present is being recorded
For future reference use
 In the event of any signs
Of temporal abuse.
The duty crew are sealed
In their sterile  room
Self contained like
A glass walled womb. 
As it flows into the past
Time ripples along
But in their contained world
Nothing is ever gone.
 For they are bending time
And they are bending space
And looking seconds in the future
Is becoming commonplace,
So the control room keep on watching
As their expertise has grown
For any kind of indications that
We are no longer alone.

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