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“I let every grain of sand slip through my fingers As the wind carried them away; Some drops of rain absorbed by the sand, Some dissolved in the sea. I'd go back carrying no traces Of where I'd been, But the sand settled between my fingers, And the grains falling off from my toes. I wouldn't soil the carpet on the floor If only I'd known...” — Sanhita Baruah
I let every grain of sand slip through my fingers
As the wind carried them away;
Some drops of rain absorbed by the sand,
Some dissolved in the sea.
I'd go back carrying no traces
Of where I'd been,
But the sand settled between my fingers,
And the grains falling off from my toes.
I wouldn't soil the carpet on the floor
If only I'd known...