Each that cannot
Each moment, grain of time
Sifts through fingers that cannot grasp
And is lost in the wind
Each meaningless word, empty wind
Glides throught the vastness that cannot end
And never moves a single star
Each small beauty, shining star,
Beams off of eyelids that cannot see
And doesn't distract the hourglass, time
Sifts through fingers that cannot grasp
And is lost in the wind
Each meaningless word, empty wind
Glides throught the vastness that cannot end
And never moves a single star
Each small beauty, shining star,
Beams off of eyelids that cannot see
And doesn't distract the hourglass, time
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