Sand in Real Time

I sit frozen in time
Nodding agreement
I am out of sync
With the world
Held hostage
By no forward postage

Wrecking havoc
My spirit stays inside
Trapped
By some unknown will
Hiding
From any movement at all

Published by shadowleavesonlakeann

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