A Cosmic Pep-Talk
Remember when we talked about the universe?
That ever-growing,never-ending,ever-glowing abyss.
Remeber when Pluto was a planet and parallel dimensions didn't exist?
Yeah me neither.
Because it all made sense
long before it was confirmed
that everything has a place
in this universe.
There's a rhyme and resason
for all of our afflictions.
It's that they didn't happen
in another dimension.
If all those trivial things
didn't happen to you you
who knows what would have happened
to all those other blue yous
or green yous,
or shoe yous,
or infinite-number-of-eye-balls yous.
Your hardships are what keep
the world in balance.
It doesn't fair or right,
and it's often a challenge.
You're not the only one with the universe on your back
we've all been there
and will cut you some slack.
Just remember the lives of all the aliens
you protect
and never forget
nobody's anybody is ever perfect.
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