Hourglass – part 1

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I root about in mental places
Sand slips through and covers faces

I brush away to keep view clear
But those faces leer with fear   

My favorite treasures, lost and buried
Emotion distant, jumbled, varied

The only succor is the future
My one true path, the only suture

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