:...A nursery rhyme for scientists...:
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exactly.
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oh... story story here it ends,
there is no more i can see.
into space and time it bends,
there is no light falling on me.
all is dark,
cant see a quark,
cant hear a bark,
or singing lark.
oh my dear beloved friend,
come here stand on hands to me.
help me fight out these fiends,
dont just leave and let it be.
some say this story never ends,
it goes on till eternity.
they say the story had no scratch,
it has always been so wild and free.
it has no start,
just play your part,
ride on the cart,
because so thou art.
oh my dear beloved friend,
come here walk in hands with me.
cant follow these embeded trends,
lets go and find the bodhi tree.
for me yes there'll be an end,
the story's end it may not be.
it will tell us how it ends,
or tell us if it has any.
it isn't so hard,
just play your part,
the final card,
is always smart,
oh my dear beloved friend,
come here and stand next to me.
we know now that how it ends,
and the end is called the TOE.
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