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Tuesday, 14 April 2009
Grains of Time
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Now Playing: Written for the show, Circumstantial Playground

In a sandbox

I sit here and play,

When a thought comes to mind

a profound one I'd say,

Humanity it seems is like the grains of sand

that I hold here in the palm of my hand,

Though we are many and as close as we can be

when the wind blows strong

it will set us free,

To roll on and on to go where we may,

and perhaps wind up in this sandbox today....

Oily Jack

On the Green

November 23, 2008


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