If a Tree Falls...
Turtle on turtle etcetera
Still I am around to witness
The existence of existence
On a day as beautiful and bland as any
On planet earth
Home by way of gravitational pull
We live in a life-size replica
Of a city once only envisioned
People live and die here
And fail to come to terms
With the fact that there is
No world outside the mind
Count the stars and count your coins
In the final analysis
We have nothing to fear
And nowhere to hide
By random sequence
Its structure gives in
And the tree falls
On the only ones to hear
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