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Sep 2021
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on quiet nights lately i hear
something similar to a sheet
slowly being pulled
across a bed

thinking maybe it is just
the ringing in my ears

but i am afraid now it could be
the sound of sand pouring
down the hourglass
of my lifespanβ€”

echoing through a
nearly depleted
vessel above...


s jones
2021


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Seranaea Jones
Written by
Seranaea Jones
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