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| Drawing done by Betsy Yang |
A statue of sand
on the bank of the water.
String comes together
in a never-ending weave
feeding into the earth.
Nature adorns herself
on the hills of the clouds
where the sun meets the sky.
Eyes left an endless, blank
stare.
An emotionless face
that tells no story.
Yet a fortune is told
about a lost city
where hope shines above
and dreams flow below.
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