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so small the world that is its home 
no science can exacting define,
yet all around including me 
are made up of them deep down,
properties do suggest that realities no just as found,

So ponder the question in minds of great ,
of atoms common core,

At this level, alien world, magic can unfurl,
and particles behave in know to humans observe,
and 

a atom is as know ,mainly void of parts,

and then questions of how any solid is apart,

simple energy attraction, is this crafted rule,
+ and -, with the cladded rule,are the twins that sculpted all,

 then weak but universal
 to time, in now, as present 
gravity makes mass stick

any that are reality made,
bend the space on which it sits.

With all known man uniquely does own,what is made from such a power,?
a bomb to end all other, in earths possible final hour.

We take in blind, through a measure, interpretation in mind,
the factual patterns that we as man can find,

Yet could we be the children to a universe sat forever,
whom sat alone is aware of all, forever and forever,

but wants to exist so set a plan to make a brain of great,
who was so beautiful in its design 
so a eternal they could contemplate,

and through a fact based theory made by minds of great 
bring forward understanding of what all  may be to date,

such as E=mc2 is life laws formulae, 
yet the mind who crafted this, 
stated reality an illusive display,
so to know an answer to a quest, 
that seems man does invest,
almost seems as life is being given a conscious test
live for life aware in your slot, 
as present now real and never can be forgot,
the rest is made up in the mind of you, 
and morality is what makes me and you,
so its quality is the thing I pursue, making reality as I want true

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