They transmitted the relationship
Like a paper to be unwound from oblivion.
Of the physics, a sign was transferred
To tales within tales, an event bespoke.
He thought, this weird dimension was solid
As the fluids weighed heavier.
His scientific team deeply lessened the pages,
Of a book so single and double and triple.
Experience of an aware man was a desire,
He was an unstable star, an understood heart,
Like the liars of an old world, inside another site
That was historical and weird like the hunters.
My killing of the prey was physical,
Tales spun their oil as the brain and heart
Requested sole authority, internally.
His team was my lesson as it ripped the heart
With force, vigour and all else;
My station is a country.
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