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My mind is under new management Much like those Boards outside failing restaurant's Willing you in to take a 2nd look But stuck using the same old tired Chef And worn out Menu So what's the point of New Management If nothing has really changed Simply a Stay of Execution Until you eventually wake up and realize The Coffee is best passed its Sell by Date And fate is what You write about When you have time on your hands After the last customers have left And the Doors have closed

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Book: Shattered Sighs