"Random Hypothesis"

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The days just slept

Into a tube sent

And layers shed

Letting spring come

The things we made

Have made us


But the Sun's death

Could free us

I hear no one

Not a soul

The sky a hollow green

Like that of neon moonlight

No one is here

Only silicon

Clothed in violet rivets

But I am

And that is all

I could ever be

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