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Virtual Insanity

By: 30secondpoems (Faculty of Biology, Medicine and Health)
Competition Year: 2018
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All a mix of chemicals
in a skull shaped bowl

specks of dust on one green rock

towards a big black hole


a backbone shell of carbon

primordial lumps of coal

conscious and alone in space

with sentience and soul

billions of years cooking

from single celled evolve

just to stand here thinking
what the fuck’s my role?
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