According to uncertainty,
I am certainly not happy,
according to calamity,
I am a huge mystery,
make me question everything,
for I am not certain,
whether you and I smiling,
one to one in sight of plain,
have we signs of connection,
that not we notice,
expressions of love and affection,
found in each and every crevice,
correct me if I'm wrong,
speaking probably of the contrary,
breaking into song,
rhyming to this tragedy.
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