That thing was never yours..
That thing never belonged to you..
That thing which came in your hand for a while...
It was just a handful of sand...
You picked up from a dune..
It was once there,then at different place...
The sand which you mistook as gold...
The sand which crinckled in your eyes.
That sand which you tried hard to hold..
Yes..it was just sand in your hand and it slipped through when you tightened your fist more.
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