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THE CYCLE OF THINGS

It was supposed to be fun
I told Nigel
With regards to the telescope
Now destined for the dump
First you shoot for the stars
Then you learn
There are missing parts
It sits neglected
Gathering rust
Like the metal cover
In the sidewalk
A thing to remark upon
Before hiking old trails
That have long since
Grown over and become
Mysterious again
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
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