Boundless Echos Poem by Paul Brookes

The weirdness in the world is boundless
and certainly? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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of this only, can we be sure, craziness wraps around us all
and all we can do is laugh like the echo of God
of God of God of God of God at the big bang.

I hope no one ever gets me then the fun will have ended
there is, after all, mystery in weirdness
and a profoundness in insanity.