The Great Divide

The Great Divide

Dear Friend,

The computer read:
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Thoughts are things, vibrating strings of matter.
Does it matter that you exist in the ether?
It matters to me; for your deft, dear words
have caused my nympholeptic heart to shatter.
This splintered heart sings with electricity.
Though not just my heart, but see, all these
parts, are thrumming with expectancy.
It is all duality and symmetry, these forces
of electricity and gravity.
The gravity of the matter, is this force between
two charges, separated by a vast divide.
A force formed in the void by the restless,
rapid whirlings of your words.
Could that I enfold you,
in my multiple, small worlds.
The solution of this conundrum lies in the
uncertainty principle.
I remain uncertainly,
expectantly,
Yours.

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