The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Apr 19, 2007
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I am here with me;
Everything is right in its way.
Here should be; there must be,
But I am here with me.
I can see the light;
I can feel the world,
Who am I?
I have to feel.
Travel-sore as I am;
The soul is under the skin of desire,
No need to waste time,
Let's sleep with you.
A twig of new life;
Who are you?
Certificates bear my name.
I am left alone.
I am here with me;
Everybody is busy.
None can feel,
I am here with me.