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All and Sundry

All and Sundry

They all went through my life so fast
I thought they would stay from first to last
Given the present they soon became past
Relegated to memories of having a blast
Brothers, lovers, wives and mothers
Sisters, sons, daughters and fathers
All one act plays of fleeting cast
Something about myself
As the ship sails
I watch the mast
Caught up in the friggin' rigging
I suppose you could see it coming
On life's horizon
Where the moment is vast
While standing still
In the middle of it
All aghast
As everything sinks
In a colorful mess
And flesh stinks
A rotting cess
Crawling toward extinction
This
Is the brightest outcome
Yet laugh I will
When tears erupt
Volcanoes and beans spill
All to make life worth living

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