TIME

Our hour glass is small;
Steadfast, I count each grain fall.
Stranded in Sierra Leone,
We walk across the Sahara, alone.

I wish we didn’t wait this
Long to follow through.
Time shouldn’t be wasted
But I wanna waste it with you.

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