Perhaps there are questions it’s better not to ask . . .

I exist in a volume of space,
The edges of which you can see.
Everything outside’s the Universe;
Everything inside is Me.

Each thing is defined by its boundaries
Which set it apart from the rest.
But a difficult question arises
Which leaves my grey cells highly stressed:

“Does the Universe also have edges?”
If no, then how can it exist?
If yes, you must ask “What’s outside them?”
It’s driving me right round the twist . . .

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