Time has this silly ability to sugar coat the past
Frosting over the cracked memories making it easy to forget
that the cupcake you hold was once just a muffin
But after the frosting's been licked off
all that's left is an ugly, crumbling muffin
and you remember why you bought the frosting in the first place
So why is it that against all logic and reason I find myself craving muffins?
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