I am shifting through time again. Misplacing moments. Remaking them in my mind. I've been telling myself beautiful lies about yesterday. Forming stories for tomorrow. Creating new memories and manufacturing a better right now. I was close to convincing myself that I could hold back the granuals of my hour glass. But my feet have shifted and the weight is draging me down. So let me mislay the sand, in a closet or an empty drawer. And I'll step into neverwhere for a little while.
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