Something
Once I thought I was right,
but I wasn't.
Once I thought I was wrong,
but I was wrong about that too.
Then I thought I was part of something,
or maybe it was a part of me.
Then I thought it was a part of everybody,
but that everybody felt apart from it.
Then I saw a baby smile,
the moon in the daytime
and the stars at night,
and boy did I feel silly.
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