Sun and rain, come and go
Moments fast, moments slow
Music plays, each note drifts
Words are sung, my spirit lifts
It goes out, tides come back
Consistency, it seems to lack
Pencil writes, fingers type
Lows and highs, all this hype
Day goes on, pain and bliss
So unsure, days like this
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