Shush

.. like the sand that is slipping away..

when the heart crumples
its breath goes swoo-ooossshhh!
like a slippery tablecloth
being yanked from the table

and so everything crumbles
like a fal-ling sand tower
dust whi s k e  d   a  w   a   y
by the invisible wind

so little by little
in-beat-ing-se-cond-s
soon you shall have
no more of me.

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