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I live in a world of my own. Everything is nonsense in my world, in fact nothing is what it is, because everything is what it isn't. For what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be it would. I suppose one could say my world is weird, but then again, the concept of weird itself is weird. What is weird to one may be completely normal to another; so really, what is weird?
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