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Sands of Time

Time slips by always leaking

Like water in cupped hand

Forever falling forward

Just like the grains of sand

Tumbling through a passage

Not knowing where they land

This life inside a bottle

Is not what they had planned

Missing those distant shores

Their existence once so grand

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