A dream that remains unfulfilled shatters into countless pieces my heart,
Futilely I bend to gather the million shards, blowing away, apart.
I chase to catch the countless pieces before they are forever lost in sand,
But what I hold so tightly slips through the crevices of my ruddy hand.
Futilely I bend to gather the million shards, blowing away, apart.
I chase to catch the countless pieces before they are forever lost in sand,
But what I hold so tightly slips through the crevices of my ruddy hand.

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