Your castles of sand

will slip into the sea, eventually.

no matter how clean

you draw the geometry.

Your castles of sand

don’t care about your plans, G.

the tide don’t debate,

it just erases your strateGy.

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Your castles of sand

look solid from where you stand,

till the ocean clocks in

and reminds you it’s sand.

Your castles of sand

ain’t built to last, see,

time is the tide

and it collects its fee.

Your castles of sand

get bold in the sun,

till the water shows up

and turns “done” into “undone.”

Your castles of sand

stand grand in your hand

till the tide clocks in

like it owns the land.

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Built bold in the sun,

you called it “done,”

named it legacy, king,

said you already won.

But the ocean don’t care

about titles you claim,

it don’t read your posts,

it don’t play your game.

It don’t like, don’t share,

don’t follow your plan,

it just pulls up silent

and reminds you it’s sand.

No…