If you hear the sound of saws while you’re standing on a limb
Or fear the blurry shadows as the light begins to dim
When the buzzer says it’s over as the ball bangs off the rim
As the waves consume the lifeboat and some aboard can’t swim
You can choose to start believing that all of life is grim
But i say grab your Goblet and fill it to the brim
For Karma flips eternally and often on a whim
And your slice of glee and happiness is really not that slim
Things Change
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