Sands of time slips through... Awe-struck we watch ...
Surreal seems our past... uncertain our future...
Trying to find a meaning in our aimless ambling ...
We move on... holding onto our hopes...
Trying to turn dreams into reality ...
For that joyous moment which would make sense of it all...
Before Sands of time 's final pall
- A Friend
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