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1d
What is there and what's it like?
Why is there something rather than nothing?
Simple questions without acceptable answers
Go on try it
Your head will be apopping
Maybe you can do it
But I know I can't
I start and trail off
Straight away
Cos I know
There's no commonality here
Trillions of notions
At play.
Written by
Jimmy silker
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