Everything
Everything is wild,
And Everything is thus something,
But will the tides turn,
Till we have nothing?
We lost it all,
Though we had it all,
Everything was all we needed,
Can you not see this?
We had the pride,
Did it take the tides,
And whirpool the waves,
So nothing was saved,
And through time,
It turned Everything to nothing,
Then if you realize,
We had something,
And that was everything,
And now it has become Nothing,
Through the sea of time,
Sands that unwind,
So now something is nothing,
So that's Everything.
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