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The Shimmering Unknown
My eyes beheld a shimmering mirage; a castle of a million grains of sand. Within this figment did unfold the words of stories yet untold, before its fragile walls collapsed on me. Now hushed, unwritten words inside my mind become the grains of sand upon my road. Each step I take in shifting sand, I'm more uncertain of fate's plan; for buried, are my thoughts in yesterday. I'm lost amongst a million grains of sand, in words that are the roadmap of my life. Down through life's hands, like sand I flowed; I am the fragments of this road that journeys back to shimmering unknowns.
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