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My reflection is here but my thoughts are dissipating.. Like an hourglass broken my conceptions are dust... And yet I still try to remember every grain that fell...
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 8:49 AM UTC
Broken Hour Glass
My reflection is here but my thoughts are dissipating.. Like an hourglass broken my conceptions are dust... And yet I still try to remember every grain that fell...
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 8:49 AM UTC
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