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When arms are blown off
Thought prevails
When legs are stumps
Mind derails
A bucket list
Straws with bails
On all future meaning
I don't mean to sound depressed
Truth is
It's all in jest
Life's like that
Hail
In the scheme of things
It's important to stay
On the nail
Where amputees are not frail
By whose such example
We all prevail
As they give us a leg up
To our necks
Deep in meaning
What the heckler
Forgets
We are all missing something
Which is why
All bets are off
When the full body count
Is over


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