Before I was born did I review my whole life
each person may know of uncertain points in time
forgotten as such to conceive this life, a dream
of this thought to scorn, before conception, a knife
reviews events past as all moments in a flash
each person may grow out of primordial slime
I suspect as much that this theory is a scream
what a lark to think before the Big Bang a hand
accepted to cast the first stone in a pond, splash
she dives in the pool to reboot history, press
bottom where a red button lets the process start
objects become cool then heat up in a red dress
remember I said I reviewed my life in art
nothing but a blink of the eyes, ain't this life grand?
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