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The roiling water fills the inlet beach,
The gulls enjoy the misty ocean's reach,
The bounteous beauty is for all to share,
But then of course there is no meaning there.
It is a grand and awesome multiverse,
We watch two qubits dance and dress rehearse,
Then kiss and cohere into an entangled pair,
But then of course there is no meaning there.
They say it takes observance to commit,
Qubits to defined and final bits,
Old Heisenberg was certain it was fair,
But then of course there is no meaning there.
The nothingness they call the quantum foam,
Produces all that is, such fertile loam,
Each possibility will find a home,
In nature's tome; so that even this poem
Was sure to be written, for you to share,
But then of course there is no meaning there.
copyright Ron Stephens 2012
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