the not-so-important



you are a piece of sand,

stuck at the bottom of an hourglass,

the world wouldn't look back,

just treat you as a living crass.


wit a touch of icy steel,

you're fossilised in layers of time

with frozen smoke of elevated dreams,

that escape our suture lines.


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