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Dec 2024
The hourglass is waning,
I say to myself, staring at
It all day long, waiting for

It to run out, to prove me
Right. But why didn’t I use
That time? Why did I just
Stand there, watching it,
And myself, waste away?
Written by
Sia Harms
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     Kenshō and Ben Noah
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