The lens of the stars searched and searched
As he reproduced a one-to-one correspondence:
Every wavefunction leads to a wavepacket collapse
Sunk in the mud of the pool
was filled with children
the yellow submarine
and in the periscope he collected their light
the Great Reaper
-Mom, I tell her,
-Where are you leaving me?
He was looking down.
silent
Her hands were getting bigger and bigger.
until in the end they formed a hug
full of bones._
photo jarmoluk, https://pixabay.com



























