Everything you gain, you'll lose,
Whether squandered or conserved,
And including you.
I'm working on a grimoire,
Full of spells to pull me through,
Full of spells against the truth.
When it comes to loss,
Magic's no worse than hard proof.
One pretends what we can't do,
And one can't let us pretend.
Hermes Trismegistus, you
Must take loss away from me
And set us both free.