I think who I am
What I am here for in this wonderland
What is there between you and me
Wherefrom we have come to this circle of reason
I think what you are to me
And why I have been thrown into this orb of wilderness
I do not know what why I am in quest of a cosmic soul
What are you to play the rule of the game
You ask your knowledge what you cannot think
As I ask my conscience how to reach beyond the consequence
We do not know what is to be and what is not to be
We do not know ourselves as we think we are strangers
As if we are strangers to one and all wandering
We all wander suffering the pains of existence all alone
You never know when my wandering thoughts will cast spell over you
Our thoughts flow like torrential rains knowing no bounds
Still we do not know what to think aloud and wordless
Wordless thoughts we speak aloud when we do not know what to do
Still we think and there be, thoughts we die and there be
We think, therefore we exist and there be.

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