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Ipso Facto

Ipso Facto

 

(Some things change

And some things stay the same)

 

The leaves go brown

My hair goes grey

My pen runs out of ink

Life gets me down

There’s less to say

But so much more to think

 

No matter how

You rearrange

And play your little game

What is, is now

And some things change

And some things stay the same.