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Cosmic created verse, A paradox of inversion and introspection, I am I am... Less elastic time separating from space, Snapping back like a rubber-band, Releasing the ether to expand, Without keen observation, All happening at once, Entanglements preserved, Lightning strikes not once, Myriads cluster into singularity, Birthing God again, In minds of Hadrons measurements, Collectors dis-uniting matter, And matters of self, Empty is the chamber, That records such things.
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May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 6:19 AM UTC
the sound of collapse
Cosmic created verse, A paradox of inversion and introspection, I am I am... Less elastic time separating from space, Snapping back like a rubber-band, Releasing the ether to expand, Without keen observation, All happening at once, Entanglements preserved, Lightning strikes not once, Myriads cluster into singularity, Birthing God again, In minds of Hadrons measurements, Collectors dis-uniting matter, And matters of self, Empty is the chamber, That records such things.
In response to V.G.
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May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 6:19 AM UTC
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