Change
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A man sits on one side of an ecotone
The tone in his minds solemn
He contemplate his world
For if only all chage were simple
As simple as crossing this enviormetal boundary
He stands steeling his mind
Change will be made
For better or for worse it will change
He will change himself
Walking he crosses the ectone
Crossig this boundary is not only physical but metal as well
From here he becomes a new man in a new life
All attachments severed