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Perhaps the earth is floating,
I don’t know.
Perhaps the stars are little paper cutups made by some giant scissors,
I don’t know.
Perhaps the moon is a frozen tear,
I don’t know.
Perhaps God is only a deep voice heard by the deaf,
I don’t know.
I don’t know.
Perhaps the stars are little paper cutups made by some giant scissors,
I don’t know.
Perhaps the moon is a frozen tear,
I don’t know.
Perhaps God is only a deep voice heard by the deaf,
I don’t know.