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Algorithm Of The Universe

The algorithm between the universe and me,

Seems broken.

Because it shows me sings of you and me,

Somehow together.

You favourite song playing on the radio,

Just when I get in.

You name spoken by random people,

In locals.

A terribly tiny tale,

Talking about us.

Yet states apart,

With due conversations,

You wouldn’t even know,

About the signs.

Or the broken algorithm,

Of the universe.


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