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You are listening to the rhythmic, unceasing sound of a timepiece ticking. The steady tick-tock, tick-tock fills the room with a gentle reminder of the ever-advancing existence of time. It's a grandfather clock, its large pendulum swinging back and forth in perfect sync with each tick and tock. The sound is full and resonant, echoing slightly as if bouncing off the wooden case of the clock. The ticking is calm, measured, a constant heartbeat in the silent room. Each tick and each tock is a second passing by, a minute sliding away, an hour slipping into the past. The rhythm is comforting, maybe nostalgic, a timeless melody that is as old as time itself. It's the sound of a moment becoming history, the sound of life ticking by.
