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Mortality of Logic

From the leg or From the head From where I should Begin to tell you That I am utterly confused In all matters, especially About life and its philosophy Since the time the universe Has been discovered as round Why should not I be confused? Even the globe we live in Is not flat, moreover, It spins on around an orbit So is the case with every idea And logic, they move around without giving A conclusion or has not ever gone Scot free without being countered More confusion occurs When I see logic devours logic And dies one after another Like us all mortals and stupid .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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