A plastic kind of guy
In a universe of galaxies
My amazing ways go by
I’m Never who I think I am
Though I project a human graph
Balancing my probabilities
Saturated by my staff
I’m a shimmering cooperative
More than a trillion, billion parts
Within a plot of thrilling substances
I‘m sometimes me in fits and starts
I’m impossible bewildering
Remotely driven all at sea
In oceanic vastness
Paradoxically I'm me
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