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This Empty Chest


You're like treasure buried deep within the sand

it will take forever to dig you up out of the layers

and I thought that I could find you

I had the map in my hand

and I was so anxious to find what was buried

but maybe you were an empty bottle

or maybe you were every grain of sand

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