28 Days - Sand
the sand is sifting byI only know that I will dieand pay my taxes the rest is touch and goI wish I could just catch a glimpseof what's in storeI've wanted sinceI can't recallI never know what to doI've never had a clueI feel the futuredon't tell me you don'tfeel it slip away
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