It’s so cool that collider’s pulsation provides us nice weather,
And external observer keeps squaring of the atmo-sphere.
Your superposition is passion - please wait for me here,
Somehow Core Duo processors connect us together.
You look like a cat with a collar which role is not clear.
We can sense a smell - bitter almond - the smell of each other.
Two destinies dance a Consistent Histories twist.
The theory says I’m a terrorist - case is not missed -
Big Bang therapy doesn’t help me - your sensitive brother,
Your loved secret brother with Schrodenger’s band from far East.
You belong to the box, like Maori belong to New Zeeland.
That's what about know but don’t say Mary Hare and Bob Dylan.
If each single night you would whisper: “[hochu k tebe]”
So, what is the distance and what is another year?..
