Clay

Gods won’t help, and gods won’t listen.
Inside my head the walls still glisten.
Waves won’t rush, and waves won’t drown
And I am the laughter of a clown.
Stars won’t shine, and stars won’t light my way.
I am but a handful of clay.

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