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I remember seeing a movie once
About a man who was slow,
I think his name was Charlie
Or maybe Algernon.
I can’t recall all the details
But I think he was happy,
When his life was simple
And he was simple.
Then Charlie met some doctors
Who’d made a mouse smarter,
With an operation or a pill
Some voodoo magic.
But even the smartest mouse
Is still just a mouse,
And the doctors needed a man
They chose Charlie.
So they waved their wands
And they cast their spells,
And performed a medical miracle
Charlie got smarter.
Smart Charlie made new friends
And he impressed a lot of people,
He got to see what life is like
With different eyes.
A whole new world opened up
And miracle Charlie walked through it,
Learning and getting smarter every day
Smarter than the doctors.
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And new and improved Charlie learned
That better doesn’t mean forever,
And even medical miracle voodoo
Can’t change who you are.
And when Charlie stopped learning
And went back to forgetting,
The bright, shining light slowly faded
From his new eyes.
Good things don’t last forever
And some things never change,
Being smart had been a good thing
But Charlie was slow.
The world that he went back to
Was the same one that he’d left,
Charlie was a simple man again
But not simple enough.
Because I think still remembered
How it felt when he’d been smart,
And what it meant to be accepted
And having friends.
Life was sweet for giving him a taste
A little peek at something else,
Life was a cruel and heartless cunt
For letting him remember.
I think of Charlie and hold my breath
Waiting for things to be the same,
I just hope my life is more merciful
And lets me forget.
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