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Dust of Time
Dust of Time
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From my hands, they slipped
The dust grains of time.
Away from me, they drifted
The dust grains of time.
Seconds, minutes, and the hours were
The dust grains of time.
Telling me, I cannot stop them
The dust grains of time.
Trying to grab, I lean towards
The dust grains of time.
Evading my touch, they tease and taunt
The dust grains of time.
Will I ever catch up,
The dust grains of time?
How do I get back
The dust grains of time?
