...a hundred million diamonds
...a hundred million memories to keep...
the days began without a thought
began and were or were always not
to think an end loomed distant yet nigh
the days went on an endless sigh
the sparkles living breathing jewel
an ogre looms in depths seething something cruel
forever never will come to pass
grasping at air looks foolish, crass
awake i stir boldly shake off the dust
gathered around my heart locks in rust
break free the cry echoes far draws near
my feet set forth fast run to tomorrow dear
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