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外链地址
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点击复制Each grain of sand descends
small as a sigh
yet together they compose
the weight of a day
I press my ear to the glass
hearing the faint applause
of beginnings turning into ends
and ends into beginnings
Impatience scratches the surface
but time ignores the noise
It only cares for gravity
and its quiet law
When the last grain falls
someone flips the glass
Death is only a gesture
not a conclusion