Something good or something ill,
And if you tell me it doesn't care,
I'll believe it consciously does, still.
And if you tell me it will rob me,
Of all the riches I don't know I have,
As if it was out to get me,
And leave me wishing for half of what I had,
I'd have to think about what I'd done,
That should have damaged our relationship.
I thought I'd cared for it with the utmost care,
But, then, my life's insignificant, isn't it?
But it's alright,
It's also as big as I want.
I just change what it is I relate it to.
The universe can't influence my thoughts.
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