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The feelings of sand seeping through my toes while walking on the beach,
As the cellar doors opens wide and shut close, I see the red wall, then that's when
it all becomes clear to me,
I see the place where the turntables used to be,
Siamese cats sitting still during the tornado as it rips through the town,
Red, yellow, orange leaves conceal the ground as the october days pass by,
Chocolate melts down on glasses then it drips on the lilies,
Raindrops falling from the sky,
Then the sunlight creeping from behind the clouds,
trying to get a peek at what's being dried.