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Stephan Botha Poem
The particles move
SO FAST
how can I reason or explain the process,
I cannot fathom this physics,
though I generate the power.
Natural. Dark.
Something splits, fission.
My nuclear dreams, waste thoughts.
I am what I am.
A confusion of matter,
a crippled, holistic
atomic plan
Copyright © Stephan Botha | Year Posted 2015
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