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Holding life
Is like clutching sand, tight The grains just slip right through the rifts of your fingers And pile up, yours just one padded, buried Watching life It's like famished ants devouring meat White sinew, red flesh Slowly gone, nothing wasted And you are the onlooker Calm and cold Living life Is like rain droplets rushing down the window pane And on the way Some gobbled by larger drops, some splashed by wind Others vanish into the rim Leaving traces only to disappear Oh my…but I'm still living life!
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