why am I feeling like I'm just another grain of sand
a grain of sand am I, a single grain meaning nothing,
and so unimportant, just a minute grain of sand,
just a single tiny grain of sand on a golden beach
pick me up and watch me fall through your hand
am I just like all those other grains of sand around me,
all alone a single grain meaning nothing, am I?
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A single tiny grain of sand on a golden beach picks it up entire memory of life to wonderfully express. Excellent.