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discarded
what the tide has swept away
was never really meant to stay
it washes out at end of day
never to return
all those stones were left unturned
the bridges now have all been burned
and as far as i'm concerned
they've all been turned to waste
do you dare to start again
when the day's new tide comes in
or simply try to still defend
your painful misconceptions
it's so sad you have to choose
of things you think are yours to lose
surely your gods are amused
at what you think you've found
truth comes when eyes are open wide
to think it's only on your side
will leave you with a big surprise
and dreams of starting over ...
from what has been discarded.
