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Perfect Chaos


You have no free will
It was all predetermined 
On the very first day
All you'd think, say and do
One chain of events
Intricately connected
In ways unknown to us 
Every nuance is tied
Things stay at rest
Until acted upon 
By some outside force
And you are a thing
There is a stimulus 
And then you respond
Like a dog or an ant or a nail
To a hammer
There are no uncaused events
And this chaos is perfect 
The last day was made
When the first day was made

To you strange things will happen
But they've been predetermined 
So armed with this knowledge now 
Go pre-accept them
So no matter what happens 
You'll never be sad

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