The Man has left the building, and I'm free to whittle

Counting is not my strong point, sir.
I prefer adding and subtracting.
Mostly subtracting.

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Nowhere, nowhere
He's going nowhere, he's never been
And he's had so much time!
So much time to drive, walk, ride to the end.

Nothing, nothing
She's done nothing all these years
But she landed one fine man!
A weekend lumberjack with a collection of fears.

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I feel my arteries hardening, weakening, growing resistant, reticent, doubtful and strange.
Change has changed, my friend. It no longer relieves the daily pains. It no longer shimmers so beautiful, so close and so slightly sweet.
It's a prickly creature that doesn't seem to want me anymore. Change has changed again, twicefold a stranger to me these days.

Jk.