my friend,
it is after midnight
and once again I am in the cabin
on my hands and knees
searching for what is lost,
the blood moon above
the wind in the waves
and I know, without doubt,
I will find one sparkling moment,
and one will help me find the rest
and all will be well,
earth rotating on its axis
earth, rotating on its axis.
While the old man tries to solve
the puzzle of what's gone
missing in his life,
the mail appears
with offers and contracts
that fill in all the blanks for him
and guarantee that money
will no longer be a burden.
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