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    Star Trek

    The world we've proclaimed ourselves to have made as we're considered the architects, a shackled part in the universe that is only a speck where we're awaiting for cosmic storms to bring upon havoc to cause a shipwreck. Living in an era filled with advanced tech, we're caught in an entanglement of a simulated reality where the neutral circuits of our motherboard is overloaded with passengers on deck. The captain who thinks he controls the trek, has got an albatross around his neck where he only sees one-third of the ice berg on the surface to calculate one parsec. Realigning the unrecognisable constellation from fleck, wishing for the shooting stars to dance to a new discotheque.
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