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Everything I left unsaid | Poetry |45 words~1 min read

A sand timer place neither up nor down.

Sand never moving a stillness I long to replicate.

A desire my heart yearns for.

Half empty,

Half missing,

Nalf nothing.

The sand will never fall without a humans touch

That is what I have become

Nothing.

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