His time there so long
His fingers trace the endless walls he knew so
well
And there the breaths were short and hard and
thick with salt
And in this place he always knew he'd awake
alone
Hands clutch in panic
In this place we built of sand homes that
caved
The walls were weak with salty tears
Through the cracks in these walls he saw the
sun
The sun dripped through the cracks and died
Shadows managed to betray
Like liquid was the sadness
Until into the light he stepped
In this truth he knew himself to be
From sinking sands he stepped into lights embrace
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