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The Sands of Time

the grains on the glass
like the people of the town
they all look alike
but no one is
they trapped in the glass
but they call it home
they all fall one way 'til time is up
then they go the other way
why do they all go the same way
why not find a leader
to lead them out,
of the pain of following the rest
someone has to fight
or there isn't anything left
fight for what you love
be better than the rest

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