Was unknown when you began.
Lowly worm and slowly snail
Lived inside a garbage pail.
What they loved you couldn't see.
What they knew slept quietly.
I am the worm, you the snail.
We love what nonsense entails.
We squirm at sense. Our houses
Don't always outlast us. You
Were the worm. I was the snail.
Around and around we moved,
Consuming time and our home.
Eventually we knew
We were who came to find you.
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