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The miniature mechanics of Antikythera

It was a curiously rendered thing
Touching even,  
To witness it being held in a hand  
As if in an infancy  
In a palm capable of collapsing around it  
And crushing it  
An object  
Who’s delicate nature and unique charm  existed somewhere  
In its childhood permanence  
It would never change  
And forever remain  
A beginning  
From deep blue  
And alabaster apparition  
It had been taken  
The bottom of sand beaches screamed for their loss  
Their depths had never seen the cosmos  
The pretty little thing had predicted its advances  
.../:: when Moon crossed Sun  
And daylight would neglect its duty  
Now cradled in a hand  
Stared at in wonder by eyes that only contained the foggiest  
A beginning  
An end  
The minute man  
Began to measure the Alpha and Omega

Rocking the infinite sweetly
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