Grains of Sand
Days slip by faster than the
kids going down the waterslides
these days. These days the
summer heat creeps upon me
too quickly to run away. Run
away is what the runners and
bikers try to do from the
humidity in the mornings. In
the mornings coffee is freshly
brewed in an attempt to wake
up the people. The people lose
time too fast to overthinking
and realize the days are slipping
away from us like grains of sand.
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