the loss
Chasing the moon
Whole and wholesome
Alone.
I am
Watching as clear white sand
Are falling down too soon,
Before
I could do something.
And I'm turning blind,
Unable to forget
This sight
of you:
You
You are chasing the moon
While I scream
And scream.
And I'm watching as sand
Are falling down too soon.
And it's clear -
you
- you can do anything.
And for a while,
Before even noticing,
I become blind
To see you
You.
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