Ahead of what's schemed, many sequined
For a life, and its events
Are we, heel, toe, heel, toe heard for
Needles' click-clicked bafflements.
All the while down-reached of what feels
For a guiding procedure
Sharing; with its 'it'll all make sense
In the end's' resigned-to lure.
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