

Recipe For The UniverseI'm walking in the forest; alone and afraid.Recipe For The Universe
The ground is shaking and I've lost my way.
Before I died, I learned how the universe became.
One cup of misery, an ounce of pain, three liters confusion, and a bucket of shame. Cook for an a hour and your hellhole is made.
Serve with a bottle because you'll hate the taste.
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