a place bereft of words

sitting in a loop of thoughts
I look for myself
dancing with words
and weighing their meaning
I squeeze my mind
in vain
it doesn’t understand

the sandy walls of my recent dreams
get pounded
by the salty waves of impermanence
my sandcastle is doomed
against my will
but I find myself in a lovely place
bereft of words

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