Hour Glass Treasure
Gather the crew and drain the lagoon
There's a treasure at the bottom
Gold, silver, pirate doubloons
Ere nightfall we got em'
Post light it's a curse
Low on time here
Be there first
One mere
Hour
Glass
Broken
Was that all?
Fragile treasure
Chest of shards and sand
This myth can’t be measured
Not riches or diamonds grand
Instead there was the gift of time
Metaphors and empty hands remain
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