Seeping sands of an hourglass
A graceful, solemn stream
Trickling down, oblivion waiting
Looming on the edge of a chasm
A fleeting unknown unfurling over the
Seeping sands of an hourglass
Feelings of unease bloom
Deepening with a surge of dread-
A graceful, solemn stream
A pounding rhythm, a drum-like beat
Sound spilling over shards
Trickling down, oblivion waiting
Ann Richards
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