The Slowest Grain of Sand
From dust to dust, travel we must
whence once we stood like rocks
April but lasted fleetingly
December's cold and long
Haunted by friendships untended
and loves that languished slow
Regret’s the slowest grain of sand
in an hourglass that can't be turned
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