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Aren’t we really amazing?

For during the season,

along the mighty basin,

we are neither maizing,

nor are we seasoning,

but merely gazing.

With the heart as dark as death prison,

we later go a – seizing,

when and where we never went a-mazing.

Then from above, the charge for treason,

to get mind, body and soul in prison,

nemesis now gets us sneezing,

to regore all we had been seizing.

Now we feel something in life missing,

and then try to iron the creasing,

for it had been increasing,

and we had been, in His sight, decreasing,

all during the teasing.

Maybe if still, with the Amazon,

We might have tried to reason.

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