Replicant
My spaceship hit on an enigmatic planet
Where everything resembled mother earth so closely
I was amazed to see a princess on a flying carpet
My friends and kinsmen, all revived and no more lonely
A happy hunting-ground it was for animated souls
With fairytale heroes who kept the lasting peace
It looked to me too perfect and I couldn't pick holes
I wished I stayed for good, enjoying pure bliss
When I ran into my replicant, it gave me the creeps
He led a busy life, seemed content with his lot
And never spoke to me, yet I could read his lips
Alas! Exchange places with me he could not
poem by Aram Stefanian
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