The beauty of nature
Litters the floor
A penny for your thoughts
Or are they worth more?

For what have you fought
For four billion years
Of meaninglessness fraught
Why are you here?

A blade of grass ought
To make all this clear
If your silence says aught
It makes life seem clear:
No reason do we use
Save death be abused

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