When it rains
It only pours
And my heart fails to soar
Each day we clutch and claw
But the sands of time blow only more
The more we dig
The more we see
What is not meant to be
People squander
Desires change
Destiny turns
And as I feel the pouring rain
I can’t help but wonder is it all in vain?
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