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I just don't understand
Every now and then,
I can feel.
I never know when,
a fish on a reel.
Normal then numb,
it fluctuates.
Perhaps the finger, maybe thumb;
all depends on interest rates.
Who's who behind all the faces,
how does one tell.
Who's holding all the aces,
who rung my bell.
Falling in uncertainties,
will I ever land.
A victim to analogies,
I just don't understand.
*S*
