I said I don't know what I'm doing
When others have said they do
They have done their research
And found what they felt all along
But my not knowing hasn't stopped
My doing I'm always right
And wrong my companions
Who cherish uncertainty
Are always cheering me on
I know nothing about everything
I'm too awestruck to think
When they ask if I know
What I'm doing those who know
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