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The Magnificent Thing

On a starry night, sitting on a swing

hung on a branch of a tree,

Holding in my hands the most magnificent thing.

It brought the whole universe around me,

Filled in me, the elixir of wisdom and ingenuity.

Opened the doors of my mind,

which I had never known afore.

It became my friend, companion, and guide.

And I no longer felt lonely or terrified.

I'm sitting on swing, hung on a branch of a tree,

holding in my hand the most magneficent thing.

 

◄ I'm a BULL

What is Life? ►

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