Sculpted from possibility, we are experiment thought,
A paradox of what could be, a quantum knot.
experiment’s embrace what we are and are not
Mechanics bind us, a superposition’s hold,
Both existing, not existing, simultaneously
The function selfsame wave, a mirrored state,
indeterminate by similarity, transcending space and time.
Indistinguishable, finding ourselves together by a twist of fate.
The chance of finding solace, a complementary rhyme
Sharing the same space, existing in a shadowed room
within this confined space, an impossible equation unfolds
iminal space, where being and not-being collide
We are both presence and absence, light and shadow
sharing the same space yet forever out of reach,
our atomscollide asunder, upon observation
you are dark matter teetering of discovery precipice
our atoms, birthing a memory enigmatic sprang from.
Subatomic particles collapsing a paradox of emotions
embodiment of Schrödinger’s feline an indeterminacy state
a tempestuous point between life and death.
Label ourselves “too complicated,” a self-inflicted
that defines and confines us in the act of measurement.
But within this sealed box, a question lingers:
what does it truly mean to be together?
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