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Sand falling through my fingers the cliché continues. Each grain a feeling or a thought reviewed, analysed and discarded. Or put aside to be grasped again and so the cycle continues.. Or left and dismissed from consideration no longer valid!
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Sand metaphorically speaking!
Sand falling through my fingers the cliché continues. Each grain a feeling or a thought reviewed, analysed and discarded. Or put aside to be grasped again and so the cycle continues.. Or left and dismissed from consideration no longer valid!
Feelings
paul-stevens
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
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