O that's how you do that
Now I see how it's done
How to tie my own shoelaces
Or hold a pen to its words
How to lose a whole lifetime
Scribbling to get things right
How to distinguish O from oh
Wonder from disappointment
Warmth from cold
Dark from light
I have lost the instructions
With their curious illustrations
One of the sea before I drowned
One of the shore where I'll be found
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