Such is the way it goes When it all seems to fall away Into component pieces crashing Scattering to the whistling wind As we clamor to pick each up Trying to remember where they fit And always coming up missing pieces Only to find it’s never the same afterwards Each time the picture gets more unclear Until we can’t even recall what it looked like Eventually tiring of picking up all the pieces Leaving them scattered in disarray on the floor
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