Everything is intertwined,
everything is seen,
and yet he said you couldn't find
man in this perfect scene.
A world with many wonders in
that seems to work so well,
but is he sure that we could win
if maybe, say, it fell?
A wondrous plight that this may be,
it just might be too nice,
a clockwork universe you see
is just a roll of dice.
Did it happen just by chance,
and are we sure it's true?
This might just be circumstance;
we don't know what to do.
"It's way too perfect!" you might say,
"I can't believe it's real."
And yet with every dawning day
you know you have to feel.
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