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Anti Quations Time runs out of the summation of fears the glass contains hours playing in sand Does a grain of wisdom dry flooding tears or do rolling waves multiply and strand the no longer invigorating view of the parallax incongruency a memory incompletes what gongs true an echo of past presents urgency in whats ifs not knowing paying full price no change waiting to be accounted for on the fingers towing twice over twice the discarded secret their very core used up emotions trickling in blood hardens in the heart caked inside with mud |
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