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ETHEREAL

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Like a grain of sand
In a desolate strand
Scorched by
The flaming hand
Of the sun
We are.

Like a leaf in fall
Within the forest hall
Where frost
Takes its toll
For winter
We are.

Just a grain of sand
Upon wasted land,
Stirred up,
No mercy at hand,
Always
Windblown.

Just a leaf in fall
Heeding winter's call,
Stirred up,
No mercy at all,
Always
Windblown.