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big loops, big circles -
nothing really changes.
they rave over accomplishments
adorn your trademark choices;
and claiming theirs to reap young benefits.
all the while everything is a-stir -
the waves cling to rocks
the clouds skirmish with each other
where the heat or cold
should pester the applauding world.
if perhaps greater risk applies to all
and to what end should an end of the world be?
then what should become of you
and rain on a sunny day for me
a marriage of thought and habit
a creation that begs not to differ.
when astonishment should present
some opportune moments for threat,
and threats should comfort change
the cycle of age goes on
in big loops, big circles
death on a rope.