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Building on Sand The foundation shifts plaster will not hold you come to me a bird's nest in your hands I am sweeping sweeping sweeping shale and dust I have been practicing 14 years to get it right you open your palms see you say this will make a fine house at the bottom of the nest is a round blue egg I believe it I believe it is the color of your eyes