I had strange dreams
About a time machine
That took me far into the future
Into lives of descendants
A glimpse of moderation
Small boxed-carts
Efficient for travel
Then into aviation
Small aviators
Instead of taxi cars
Robotic fish
And everything running
On some sort of electricity
A comparison of complexity
And going back trough time
To the dynamo
Shot by my own dart
I did not die instantly
Pulling it out of my hand
Just in time
Before the poison set in
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