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The Second Grace The Sand In My Eyes

how my eyes Cried cold The sand in my eyes Makes it all seem clear But the truth is the last thing we need Here The sand in my eyes Don't conceal,

waste my breath. Somehow, there must be more. There was a time when more was felt than known, but now, entrenched inside my sett, in light more mundane, thought rattles round my