In this heart rests a uncertain soul searching for what he is unable to find,
longing for the years that have been lost and seeing the sand dwindle in the old man's hand.
with each passing day the wind blows away that which he seeks,
nothing is getting closer only farther from his mind.
what purpose is this life of his,
if only to waste away each day searching for what was lost.
only to look back the next day and see the end ever nearer,
til one day this uncertainty takes all he has and leaves him to pay the ultimate cost.
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