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Bundle Up Let It Drop
You don't care to listen,
I'll speak my mind despite
A long story that escapes my head
And grinds into your persistence
But I was once a mighty flow
Of art and muse and light and worry
I fled I formed I fought and lo'
I was victorious!
Everything was so effortless
Naturally occurring in respect to me
I came to be a block of granite
That could not move, could not be moved
And as time went on,
Things got more and more ridiculous
But it doesn't matter
Because I've only gotten duller around the edges.
