If we are Nature's detour
To get to five great names,
You are number six,
Just neglected by these days.
With all the confusion around
Hate, schedules, and possibilities,
Under solar-system simulations,
Your hesitations elegy.
These are the last days
We'll spend in this room,
Another temporary shell
To help me protect you.
On any ordinary night,
A sip would last a song,
But tonight you're up,
On your way out the door;
In half as long.
Writer(s): Geoffrey Christopher Farina
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