Unattainable Sands

A poem by Isabelle Sorrells

Like a dream floating away on days past,

A memory weakening within the mind,

Or a vision of a creature wandering through the dark

And shapes of distant castles against the midnight horizon.

As I hold onto these sands more tightly

The faster the grains slip through my fingers into the unknown.

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