here you conquered our world
in just two,
just two, do not ask me what it is, just two..
i have a thousand and perhaps a thousand more
this is do with love
i have these sands in my hands yet i never had a grain
not a sand dune, not a hill
nevertheless, i regret nothing
you are the gifted
the lucky one
forgive me,
but i don't really mind.
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