There was a man from Exeter,
who built a beautiful machine,
the machine allowed for infinite possibility,
the man wept at what he saw,
he wept the good tears,
existential rapture,
he destroyed the machine,
it was the best course of action he could ever have taken,
the machine showed all truths,
the man couldn't cope.
I reckon I'd be able to cope.
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