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Watching dreams
Evaporate like tears
In the warmth of another,
Sun-bleached streaks
On a bed of sand,
Wanting to reach out
Clutch and grab
At Youth’s fresh resolve,
Mold it to age’s wisdom
And stride once more,
Sight-scarred eyes
Life-bleached and hollow
Stare blind at passing time,
Hands that sweep so quickly
Unforgiving, so cold,
And floating on the wind
Dream’s lost fragments fly
To settle on another,
Sun-bleached streaks
On a bed of sand.

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