Singing Reality
When what we know
Is no longer our show
We grasp for memories
To fill in The When
But it continues rushing to The Then
We remain in the pretend
And give it a name The Trend
We search for a must To Be
A future we can see
Is it A Song
As we meander along
Close to a To Be
As we sing reality
Rabid Poet
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