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Regeneration

Three halves are present
The pie won't roll
One must leave
To make one whole

The pair moves on
And abandons a third
Betrayed, its lips
Lesser than word

A lyric-less hymn
All dashes and dots
A song for a world full of
Haves and half knots
Untied and abridged
Decaying in spots
The half cannot will
It sits there and rots

The will cannot have
If a failure to see
Prevents the becoming
Of what needs to be

If it sees
That it can roll
Without another
A half's a whole

Zenzyme

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