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It is the beginning of the end
Where dreams come crashing
All those brave facades
When they start to crumble

And I do a double take
At the ashes left behind me
The storm has just started
I see the dark clouds that rumble

No it is not mine
A death by a thousand cuts
It is called life, full of surprises
It is so called life, that makes one humble

No, I do not seek
The punishment or take vengeance
I keep my smile and I know
When a tree falls, or a castle will tumble

Yes there are signs in my voices
There are signs in my words
There are signs that I see
Each time I stumble

M. N. R.
26 MARCH 2019