I come from the unkown

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I come from the smallest grain of sand
that washes over your feet in the ocean
I come from the bloodshed of wars
as heroes die and losers survive
I come from the crack as rock hits rock
creating a collision that rings in your mind
I come from the metallic glimmer of metal as the sun hits it
blinding you in its heat
I come from the gravelly voice of autumn
when leaves change color in an endless cycle
I come from the single spray of a perfume bottle
a misty scent that clings to your skin
I come from the unknown
the window to what may be





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