Pulling strings
Have you ever done something?
Like spoke, moved, or thought?
How did this come to be?
Two people could think but on what though?
Who's to say that they think the same?
Even with motion and speech,
We all live our own ways,
Like puppets in a one act play.
A trait commonly shared is the fact we have these ways,
And acknowledge that we wonder about one thing,
Who has control over life that pulls our strings?
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