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The Sands of Love
A grain of sand is simple
in the view of this here land
it makes no difference to anyone
when one is unbound from this land
its like the heart of my body
it is one of many a heart
its no different to anyone
when it breaks and shatters on the floor
so i sit and stare at the pieces
as they decay though the time
lost in the fierce wind
mixed in with the sands of time
how could i piece this together
that which i do not have
why would i mend the pieces
of that which was never whole
This does bring to mind how small we are compared to everything in the world. It shows how small a part we are and then goes to present how broke we can be that we were never given a true glance.