Change changes the page

Of the story I live,

Rearranges the stage 

Of the performance I give.


Swiftly sifting the sands

Of this time,

Surgically snipping the strands

Of my prime.


Softly singing the song

In my throat, 

Rightfully ruling the wrongs

That I wrote.


Change changes the way

The words I read,

And how I say

The things I mean.



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