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Lately I’ve been so silent, so still
My tears fall like sand from an hourglass
The steady flow of consistency
This bittersweet fluid contrasting the coarse grain
Then on my hand, it settles
Like a puddle on the ground
I brace myself against the heavy wind
Wishing for a way out
But there is nothing
Only tears from my pleading eyes
Are left just to keep me company