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Grain of Sand

July 19, 2014
By localtheatregeek BRONZE, Phoenix, Arizona
localtheatregeek BRONZE, Phoenix, Arizona
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Slipping through my fingers
The tiny grains of life
A they slowly fall to my feet like teardrops

Hearing the cries of those in need
To touch
To love
To be free of their enternal curse

A soul wanders around me. Glowing
Glowing
Brightly...it's white light of death
sparkling

The light reaches out as it touches my shoulder
And with a shiver, the remaining of sand
Drops
More cries of need

I cannot control it
My feet move
To the mirror of who will be a grain of and next
I look
I see myself



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