Dirt
Among the pearlescent waters
I stride across the sand
Breathe in the salt water
Stretch out my hands
All of these grains beneath my feet
Are the ungranted wishes that I seek
I tried a million things
Dandelions, lashes and smoke rings
I tried the numbers
I tried prayers before I slumber
Nothing seems to work
My whispers are just dirt.
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