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Shells. For a minute, I'll surrender with my moments in my hands. I gathered them like shells while lying mindless in the sand. So I closed my palms and stilled my thoughts to let my story fly, But like a dream its abstract view confused my inner eye. I would love to see some order, a pattern or an end So I closed my eyes wishing I could pretend. For a minute, I'll surrender allowing life to just live me. To live one day without a why, is pure simplicity. by G. Hileman