Life is like sand.
Trickling, disappearing,
Fading into nothing.
Yet there are billions of grains,
Until they are all gone.
Then life is over .
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Yet there are billions of grains,
Until they are all gone.
Fading into nothing.
Life is like sand.
Trickling, disappearing,
Fading into nothing. How?
Yet there are billions of grains,
Until they are all gone. Where do they go?
Then life is over . In that case, where does life go? This should touch on that subject, but it doesn't.