There were two beggars
Each had a begging bowl dangking
from the hand
When they united
the two empty bowls joined together
to forge a bowl bigger than ever
That big bowl is the world
we encounter
What wedding created this
Who are the Parents of this empty
and meaningless universe
Them we imitate
abd love each other
to create empty holes
im the black hole of the existence
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