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Imagine what neutral nebulae may do.

Given enough liberty with matter,

they may craft eloquence on a scale

past any reconciliation.

Rolled by emboldened atoms, their moors

receive their own attempt

at system and structure

as proxies for fin, wing, and finger,

with time, kiln into patterns expanding

ceaselessly beyond our known.

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