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Her Name Is TardisShe was as old as some religions of the world,
For universe she was so really young...
She could the time and space inside her hold,
But she could not tell it - she had no tongue.
Her speech was whooshing, her move was the flight,
Her hands were buttons, her eyes - screens,
But something happened, and she came to light...
The real life! She thought it gave her wings!
She heard the sound -
Inside her chest,
When she was pulled through TRULY wrong-way place,
She raised her hand and -
Not very fast,
She thought that coming there was big disgrace.
Her name is Tardis -
What, what, what? -
Yes, she's the girl
Who was locked in the bluest police box,
Now waiting seconds -
Till ends it all
And bluest door will open all its locks.
Alive machine may be an everyday
When you are used to Internet and chats,
But when it goes wrong it is not okay,
Especially when it's recognized by rats.
Her name is Tardis -
What, what, WHAT?! -
She is alive,
LanguageI've always felt odd about words.
Sure, I speak English. Logically, each word has a meaning, and whether or not that word or a phrase can be translated definitively, it can still be understood. It can be recognized.
Sometimes I question the existence--the substance--of words.
I can string together a sentence. Does it mean anything? Is there substance? Is there nothing?
Each word is defined by other words that don't use the word it's defining because, naturally, that would be illogical. Wouldn't it? Instead, they use synonyms, which are, in turn, defined by that word and other words. Each word is another word, another sentence or phrase. Dependent clause, generally. I suppose they are sometimes independent clauses. Why am I rambling? I am exhausted. That is why.
Words are defined by other words. Those words have definitions. Some words are words from other languages that had completely different origins but still have a "meaning," a "definition."
Some words are defined by opinion
A stabbed heart,
A bloodied knife.
Lost a life.
A broken neck,
A home made noose.
A smoking gun,
A half a face.
A roaring track,
A cold blood stain.
Another run over
By a train.
A cute fire,
A burning boy.
Thought a toy.
A piano wire,
A girl in two.
Another one stood
Up to you.
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