Schrodinger Poems - Poems about Schrodinger

What if I dreamt of a cat? Would it be alive? It now exists in the past With all the memories in my mind And with brain it did act Does it matter if it was mine? But then could I say for a fact If it was one of a kind? Or if I followed the tracks Would myself be all I find? What...

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I put my cat inside a box now I'm scared to look inside. I don't know if he's still alive or even if he died....

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Inside me is a box, my personal paradox Inside this box there is me, my poison of loss and the decay of time When time ran out, my loss became too great, I died Yet I do not want to look, frightened even terrified But this is merely theory? Surely not a truth When really my box contains only uncertainty,...

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The lost treasure chest, All of sudden appeared, Floating on condensed oily- The surface of the water, Contaminated, Oh No, the purification rituals, Sanctifying all over scattered- Spread our hard-earned dignity... No not at all, the dignity is retained And that is kept inside that lost chest... Somewhere I had flipped through The thoughts of Schrodinger. Wonder, would that rat still alive Inside that...

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Felix was angry I could not blame the cat for that Mr.Schrödinger should have opted for a clean bowler hat ...

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