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Just a little blip in the
Great  scheme of things:
The Sentient Sentinel nearly
Missed the alarm's rings
Which caused his actions
To be a little rushed.
He averted the crash but
Two Universes brushed.
Very little damage as
Each passed on through,
Just a little bump
And a Nova or two.
But, a wave started racing
At a steady pace
Through the Dark Matter
Of deep black space.
Almost at the very end
Of that wave's range
It hit a speck of dust
And a climate was changed.
In a very short time most of
The inhabitants were dead
But then in a trice
Evolution swept ahead.

No action was taken as
The sentinel had tried;
In the great scheme of things
Only microbes had died.

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