Metal it looks to the bare eye
Yet so much more beneath lie
So are the bones and flesh to the sight
But who takes that mighty might?
Wonder how flows the oil and energy
Or within me, the blood and electricity
Within the substance lies so much mystery
Man or machine, who made the theory?
As the wear consumes the matter
It ends in fumes, but who ran the chatter?
Is it just the fluids and air?
Or there’s something more there?
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