Changes

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A pen in my hand, I can’t understand

How the world doesn’t form like my words

See, I can write all night, and even be right

But the changes, they come in slow

 

To write and alter, instantly falter

The things that I wish would go away

Or to speak and say, and it would be that way

But that only happened once.

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