day turns to night and night returns to daythe cycle is the same the actors notwhat seems to matter is the blasted playno one's the winner in the long affraya little difficult to change the plotday turns to night and night returns to daya common fact no matter what we saythe sort of thing that no one has forgotwhat seems to matter is the blasted playthe long parade has gone wholly astrayfar off the road and moving at a trotday turns to night and night returns to daywhile all the towers are falling back to clayan entire city's now an empty lotwhat seems to matter is the blasted playthe only truth is knowledge of the wayout of the devastation and the rotday turns to night and night returns to daywhat seems to matter is the blasted play
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
26 October 2008
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