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Every morning we find ourselves Being in this world How funny is the thought of that How absurd are the words Seldom do we think like this So sure we are of all But children ask us many a thing How to sleep and not to fall Why can one be bored of this It's a curious fact of life The forgetting nature common place Of ourselves we look to find
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 7:48 AM UTC
Morning
Every morning we find ourselves Being in this world How funny is the thought of that How absurd are the words Seldom do we think like this So sure we are of all But children ask us many a thing How to sleep and not to fall Why can one be bored of this It's a curious fact of life The forgetting nature common place Of ourselves we look to find
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 7:48 AM UTC
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