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Immune to persuasion, her reach spanned too far

And stretched through the ether her insatiable arms

While tracing the grains as they pour from her hands

I balance my actions on invisible stands

Of all to be known, who will be shown?

I just smile and say “in time"

But I crave the release in those secrets

There's no way to wrestle intangible hands

So I pour down molasses to hinder my ants

But I'd lay it all down and say "There's nothing else"

I'm no marionette, no I carry myself

As we sniff down each road in search of the stone

I sit tight, with open eyes

But they crave something sweet in those secrets

I smile and say "in time"

But I crave the release in those secrets