The Hourglass
A silent song, a silent land,
The days roll by time less,
Like the slow trickle of sand
Through an eternal hourglass.

The seconds of time roll by
In timeless wonder.
The day slowly slide
One into another.

Slowly time has no meaning.
Soon you don't see the changing seasons.
Is it reality or am I dreaming?
Life drifts by, no rhyme, no reason.

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