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Out of the Decaying Wood
New life appears in many guises
it plays in many ways
Countless shapes obtuse disguises
lying dormant then arises
Give an old dog a second life
morning dew good as new
Rest from vigour or strife
cuts through like a knife
Start afresh smell the clover
if life has gone move on
Burnt pages won't turn over
when your life is over
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If you listen to me long enough I can lower your IQ
I came into this world with nothing,
through careful management I've got most of it left.
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