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Jun 2018
I’ll tell you and tell you again
Just as Tiny Grains of Sand
Slip through my my Fingers
And there are a Thousand Secrets
That Blow in the Wind
                     Secrets of the Sands are
Stirring And Innumerable
Watching Waves Touch and Leave the Shore
Waters Receding to Sea yet Longing for
Land  That gives way so easily
Sinking Sand Loosing itself to an Endless Sea
A fluid body that just exists to be
Extending down to the deepest fathom
The highest dune to the deepest cavern
I look above to the horizon
A glimmering line between  Sun Sea and Sky
Future Things to hope for things to try
A memory of millennium realms
and days gone by
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