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A sandless hour glass

Keeps track of the dial for me

Trapped air sits ad nauseam

With no way to pass the time and zero relief

Moments are walled in with granular precision

Shrinking seconds, caving-in,

Inching closer to an aging vision

But seeing its value nonetheless

As you strive and practice to become the best


Love always, Esha ❤


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