Sand that stays still
I wish the sand in an hourglass actually did something.
Glass holds the time's sand
It spills down and makes no sounds
Yet time only stills
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I am a longtime creative fiction writer in-progress. I want to write tons of sci-fi, fantasy, drama and comedy stories and so much more. I'd like to one day write scripts for tv shows and maybe even movies. I also like writing poems too.
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