Don’t let it bring you down, a line
From Neil Young, I love and re so
Member ember flame flash flare it
Almost always do I it very so recall
It speaks to me, to my needs, breeds
Of stringy sticky some, slippery slope
Dope others, to be recorded, registered
Quick, as they, these thoughts like grains
Sands of acting like quicksands that will
Swallow me and my precious thoughts so
Whole down that voice a hole that is death
For sure no breathing permitted once con so
Sumed sucked suctioned as in to be no more,
So voided, often, mostly avoided except by
Chance your foot or feet cannot that escape
Once touched an accident with often no
Good ending but a final ending for sure, so
Aware we must all be as we work to finish
To frame our needs to many finish, things
We all have started and with life not got
Back to , our backs turned to them as onto
Other pressing or attractive duties or distracts
Tractions contractions we move into and with
Along in life’s wakes so often hoping just to
Somehow somewhat miraculously keep up with!
If by some chance we are able ever so lucky if at
All! Get along, catch that tail tale be so enthralled!
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