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One molecule per milion parts of us,
It’s everything that I must trust.
Population is stirred in a test tube,
And cooled below zero to be a cube.
I don’t know how to explain it,
We lost a shape and got a hit,
Separeted elements moved away
And broke out bonds on its way
That’s all carries fear,
That’s all makes me sick.
Analasys makes us atomic…
And who are we?

Standard Mean Ocean Water- that’s all…

The best element never exicts,
Eradicated by the herd of beasts.
I got the power, but stayed alone,
You wanna grow up to be carbon.
I beg for help, you show me fists,
You go with the flow like comformists,
But I will dive into your pool
To check you're employed or you’re a tool.
That’s all carries fear,
That’s all makes me sick.
Analasys makes us atomic…
And who are we?

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