Just this once, upon a time
Once upon a time, people still believed time was made up
By days and nights and planets spinning around a mighty sun
They tried to measure its magnitude and calculate its command
The circumstance and likeliness of events, as if they had control
Of time, which they were trying to tell a story about
But there was no upon, like there was no beneath
And so the story just kept on spinning and the sun,
Well it kept on shining, and probably the planets were there too
But the people were missing
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