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For the sorrow of a stone
Never knowing the first thread
Never knowing the pain of ice
As its crystals slowly grow
Needles pressing in on the heart
To wait a million lifetimes
Only to erode and become sand
To exist for less than a moment
To expose the world to every open eye
To chill the soul and shake the very ground
Yet gathering for one fatal moment
The power to blow the top clean off the world
Oh to last the blink of an eye and leave nothing
But nothing unmoved behind you
8:28 PM
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