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Is the world still there when I can't see it
when fog comes down and rooftops disappear.
When hidden by the rain
does anything remain
or is existence just a mad idea?

And if it goes away when I'm not looking
why when it all comes back is it the same.
Who moves it here and yon,
where is it when it's gone
and if it all goes wrong then who's to blame?

The answer to all this is just my theory
and most philosophers will disagree.
But I have an idea
that they all think is queer.
Reality is only what I see.