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The Way Things Are
Alfred Evans V |
Good day this is the way things are, be it by my hammer or lucid manner I control the floor.
Is it in my dreams that I remember things or in the day when it all flies away.
I ask can I be what I need and still feed on the cream or must I suffer to lose one and the other.
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So this is the way it must be,
Go along and join in my lost song it is a sonnet that has closed its way.
Now I will go and dream some more about the way things are. |
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