We live in a world of uncertainty and chance occurrence.
From a single cell, we somehow grow
into beings of such complexity
in an equally complex world.
Life is fragile and convoluted.
It is a spider web of intricate design,
constantly being reconstructed
by the spider who expertly weaves new threads,
and gently cuts off the old.
Somehow this world
was made perfectly
for us,
or maybe we were made perfectly
for this world.
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