The Way Things Are
June 08, 2004
Why do things change so much
Quickly in an instance
Blinding us from any realization of difference
Why is it we watch these things slowly change before us?
And yet we have no understanding of how these things have become the way they are
Why do we always look back and wonder what happened
As though we never sat there and watched it all change before our very own eyes
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