Something you have to do,
So you do not feel like you owe the world,
Or that the world owns you,
To remember that ev'rything you see,
Is there for no reason,
Even though people try to tell you that,
Like they know ev'rything under the sun,
But to know it all you must know it all,
Though I can't know for sure,
There isn't anyone alive or dead,
That's e'er had that power.
Can I say that?
It's feeling blasphemous,
If I know this world, and believe I do,
I better keep this post anonymous.
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