Description
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In the shattered echoes of collapse known to us as the Big Bang, this new realm emerged where insanity danced with our fantasy in a cosmic waltz.
Within the cracks of chaos heroes and villains found a common ground to clarify their intentions in our history books. The more a human shined, dimmed the brightness of the other and as time passed the line of uniqueness faded away.
This is a piece of poetry written by me to explain yet another perspective of the world.
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Poem
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Flashback to the fish
And the tree it tried to climb,
When humans and robots,
Weren't similar in their design.
When lied just that guiding light,
Guiding our way to pure shit,
Did it's earlier research and
Found a loophole in our wit,
Got the Earth corroded,
With sugar that's synthetic,
Creativity completely
Merged with mathematics.
But before the time itself,
With some physics and some magic,
Without any sanity, just some fantasy,
Happened an explosion not so tragic.
Could it be a fruit
of someone's creativity,
Or mistake done
just for publicity.
We're they the heroes
Who completed their duty and
their roles,
Or more like Marvel villains,
Who wanted the time and tide to be in
their control.
Though it was a collapse
It meant a commence.
Which built a whole new realm,
Right within the cracks.
And then the realm degraded,
To innocent copycats,
With identical days,
Until their ends.
With faith yet failure,
They continue to strive.
Try to win the prize,
With a dagger in a gun fight.
But before that and the time itself,
With some physics and some magic,
Without any sanity, just some fantasy,
Happened an explosion not so tragic.
Though it was a collapse
It meant a commence.
Which built a whole new realm,
Right within the cracks.
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