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Hour Glass

So new and bittersweet

Crushing from all your masculinity

Separation or coming together of means

Hope or signs tempt my dopamine dreams

Hour glass of sand slipping

Diamond primed for lack of pinning

Shaded now from hours of my last

For if I go, I see why it couldn’t pass

I see your fragments clear as rain

Do I speak it now or hold my peace

Dare to change what’s already freed

Wash this away and just let me feel clean

Apples gardens laced in green

Silence is different than what I preach

My anthem is ringing underneath

So don’t fret for it’s never lost on me

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