There is a finite number of ways things can be
The largest number in your mind can hold still adds one
Uniqueness is a matter of distance
Hard to say which part of the universe we have been found
Certainly seems to know us and we seem to matter
What other part of the universe would you be
A resturant managed from below
There are many seats of which one yours
A pleasant view in what you are sharing
Here too much there too little
Difference only this matter of distance
Long wide tall deep further than you can go
Large beyond what you can fill
More out past where we are to the top
Completed everything needed
More than what you want
Everyday you can become
They say the electrons have properties not identities
Interchangeable yet their story is never done
Except there is something else they know
All that you can endure can as well add one
The end comes in everything done
These electrons mine we see none
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