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Nov 2011
You search the desolate land in hope of finding love.
You shift through sand, looking for the one you've been dreaming of.
I watch your lonely heart every day, hoping to be the one you want.
You find a spot and pick me up, how I wish to end your hunt.

I rapidly fall through your shifter, I am only sand.
I am not the treasure you desire, just dust in your hand.
My heart drops as fast as I fall to the barren ground.
Where once again I go unnoticed, will I ever be found?

You continue searching without a pausing thought.
I struggle to be seen, do you even notice that Iā€™m distraught?
I slowly fill my place beneath your searching sight.
I will wait so patiently, through every day and night.
Until you come back to this spot to search and shift once more.
And on that day I will be all that you adore.

On that night, desert storms take over dark blue skies.
Lightning strikes and turns me into glass, rain pours and fills your empty eyes.
Now I am free, you can see, how I am the one you need.
Written by
Harper
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