You'd never even know,
Anything was ever wrong,
Without the symptons that you show,
And of course, you'd have no reference,
For the thoughts in your head,
So in that way the outside world is good,
For helping you understand,
Your place in existence,
Though, you'll never get the best,
Of it, because it's impossible to find,
And the nastiest.
And it's alright,
You can only live on,
Even if you lose it all-
Well, that leads to destruction.
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