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Everything that’s come undone,
In movements around the sun-
It can never be undone,
“There’s nothing that could have been done.”
A moment that’s forever feared,
That’s grasped and lost resulting in tears.
It happens in rotations of spheres,
Futility’s the captain who steers.
You’ll fall and curse this stupid pain,
You’ll cry out protesting the change.
The saddest part is nothing can change,
Everything remains the same.
Fragments of twelve pass on,
Moments now forever gone,
Soon the choir’s singing your song.
Never to view a new dawn.
