Trapped in this hour glass,
I fight for every minute of life,
Being drowned by all my problems,
Not finding a way out,
Yet I look out to my surroundings,
With hope that someone is watching,
That when I am in dire need,
They step into my life,
Flipping it all around,
Giving me one more chance,
Even if just for a minute,
To flip me back around,
But that minute is all I really need,
A minute of hope and faith,
Just a minute of freedom,
A minute of life.
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