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They played it for them, it'll be played for us (Day 13)
This too shall pass;
Well, that's the way it goes.
Whatever it is will probably get swept away
in Time's wide wake
even if it seems like your world
is nothing but a whirlpool now.
Though of course,
Nothing is new under the Sun
so it seems.
It has all been done before
the only real difference
being the names and dates
and whatever it is dressed up in.
Here today and gone tomorrow;
maybe in a different hat and such,
panic if you want or stay stoically calm
not much between the two;
might as well shrug and grin I suppose.
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