Shadow of time dissolves under a cloud
images, put away and folded
Sands in a glass fall so loud
jagged shards from silica molded
Wandering grains of fears
melted into a transparent wall
shattered with hammer's leers
sun painted illusions, in the desert crawl
Dentures for a gear
twisted hands scratch a face
Time runs backwards in fear
death wins a three legged race
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