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A Paradox Tour
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There’s no paper without a line
Nor a line without a dot;
A dot without a series of dots
And a series of dots
Without the tiniest of them…
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No man walks well
Without good feet;
But a child that ends safe and sound
With no feet at all…
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There’s no lie with no reason
No reason without a purpose
No purpose without a goal
And a goal that one holds…
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Everybody knows
How these things are made
But not deeply, ironies said;
Though often done
Still it is only someone
With nourished sentiment
Can undress the coats,
Someone with a little ponder
And plain thoughts…
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by wikhaiinn
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