The Sands of Time
Sifting through the sands of time examining my past.
Watching life I call my own pass through the hour glass.
So much has been forgotten.
So much I've left behind.
So much that has been buried I search for but can not find.
People who have come and gone and those still here today.
Faces I have never seen that long since went away.
Missing
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