Dancing Synchrocyclotron as Self, as Universe !
in blank surfaces born in space imprinted,
reincarnated in the lost land of this self,
who knows nothing that was once left,
puzzles of painted screen in wheels of reel,
the same sleep for the same dream surreal,
it goes again with a big bang in the womb,
once of the existence as universe abloom,
of electron riding along proton and neutron,
bursting into home of the designs in alabastron,
music dancing along notes playing of cosmotron !
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