Quantum imaging

Yes, we may be small
To some of you minutia
We're elemental.

Augment or destroy
A second degree aura
We seek to be seen,

We flit when you spin
Impacting us here or there
To us it's the same

Unexpected mess
Chaos is never random
Picking up pieces

Sifting through the sheets
The forts they separate us
But never divide

He sat by the keys
Ready to input himself
Twixt Eternities

But she had remained
And so he sat and listened
As the music played

They fought their dragons
And made love and families
Preserved forever

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