where has my life gone?
where have i gone
where has the sea gone
where have the clouds gone
where has everything gone
gone
gone

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i was walking to some sand dunes on ulverstone beach for a sleep
and i thought what would be a poem that would say everything and i
would not have to write poems anymore... then i sort of forgot that and
was thinking something else and i found a spot to lie down on the marram
grass then i saw this and remembered the words before i forgot,
so i don't know if it relates, but it may.

ps i think you have to read this one aloud or the 'gones' will get to you.