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A man said to the Universe, “Sir, I exist.”
“However,” replied the Universe, “That fact has not created in me a sense of obligation.”
'cause you dance in my head,
in my heart,
in my everything
you belong
Were countless hours of pity like a blanket
that covered up the daylight from your soul?
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