He who can happily spend his days building castles
Only to have them washed away with the tide.....
He who can return the next day and begin anew...
He who can hold the sand in his hands without letting
He who can watch his own creation being crushed and
He who can look at the now empty shore
He who has the strength to do these things
For they let it slip through their fingers like grains of sand..
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