Somewhere
The beauty about string theory, the endless loop of universes, the theory of endless possibilities, is that somewhere, in the vast void of space everthing'll be okay
We'd be together
We'd be happy
You'd know how i feel
And I wouldn't be such a pussy about telling you
Rather I'd have a chance to tell you
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