Turn me fluid
Melt my existence
Slosh me around
Like second offence
Torque me in tubes
Address my viscosity
Experiment for knowledge
Testing my properties
Separate me into viles
Allow parts to be solid
Pour those into piles
But pull and twist
By words and fist
To pry away my needs
I am the fruit
Of your explorations
Ponderings of internal self
And left with emptiness
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