Change comes uninvited
By force
Or unwelcomed
That tree is no longer a tree
It's a log
The streets lead somewhere else now
Where were you going?
We pay with time
For something we have no days for
We buy shoes
Collect shirts
Try a different fit
For the sake of change
But it comes
Unwelcomed
Because we cannot change it.
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