Grains of sand settle slowly at the
bottom of my hourglass as I
stare outside and watch the
snowflakes accumulate on the
ground
I wonder if the sand will
settle, similar to the flakes
that mimic the dust piled
on my bedside table--
representing past times and
future endeavors
Accompanied frost and steaming
heat encircle my hourglass
and entrap my present.
Minus,
the dust
flakes
sand--
I am
merely...
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