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Hand Sand

Running on Empty

It took a while to get there,

With scratched upholstery

And our hard histories of dust.

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So close, we could have touched it.

But dark inertia had us.

All snakes; no ladders. No trust.

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(Ch).

Now, I know the feeling of Nothing.

But, my friend, that is plenty.

I came through where so many fell,

Because I’ve learned to run on empty.

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If every day is a lesson,

Maybe I’ve learned too much

To even want to touch a hand.

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But, while I keep drawing breath,

I’ll forge on, and grow old,

Happy to spin gold from sand.

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