Secrets of the Universe
by [REDACTED]
Why does the rain fall down without my help?
And who is this person in the mirror?
The rocks and sand get wet without my help
What does it mean for me?
Where is my role in the fate of the earth?
How do I play the part for which I'm meant?
What, then, was the purpose of my birth?
Oh, that I could see
And oh, that I could hear
And oh, that I could even pay the rent
I owe to those who own my heart and tears
But I fear I cannot even make a dent
Accounts unpayable have infinite girth
I'm sorry but I do not know what to do.
So take what I can give and pray for more.
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