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Impossible, I say 
God would have no one to toy with 
To play with 
To challenge His ways 
If I’m never here 
Who would question His authority 
Inspire the masses 
To turn the other cheek 
And hand out free passes 
Nothing would change 
Nothing at all 
It would all be the same 
Just a little less sane 
Just a little less music in the air 
Just a little less of me anywhere 
From my point of view 
I’d be in just a little less pain 
A little less poetry full of bane would be written 
A little less song would be sung and be smitten 
A few less flutes will have been made 
A few less new words would be created 
Someone’s Grandma will have to cross the street alone 
My cat would miss me 
No one will be cursing my name 
Or be any less off without me in the game 
No, nothing would change 
Nothing at all 
I’m just not that important 
Not at all 

Ultimately, 
I kinda like it that way

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