How can a nothing, self-proclaimed
Be perceived as everything?
Of one in love, as one well trained
With those tools, scientific
Of a shrewed eying
I am made to feel, much for worth
As these, show them magnified
In life specimens, clear glass-ran.
For a living universe, as
Fluid clarified.
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