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The Fluids Of Energy
Strange sounds starting in this narrow lane,
the rain is running wild in this heart insane.
Beware of the thunders in this endless night,
The shadows are creeping in this holy site.
The metals are making noise everywhere,
Wind, Hurricane and Fire are coming from nowhere.
Bolts are vibrating through the radioactive decay,
Finally all this energy start to fluid away.
Seconds, minutes and hours are running to fast,
Einstein was the first to called it mass!
poem
by
Gianni Pintus
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