After dozens of Ph.Ds
having been written,
innumerable students and treasure hunters
having scrabbled in the regolith
of a thousand dead worlds,
a handful of eroded lumps
(fabricated with stable heavy elements
our accelerators cannot even make)
crouch in display cases,
shaking off a billion years of cold
The end
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