Biohazards – a poem

Rapidity in change of states marks severity

From those small leavings, become cultures

Wherein breed those spores of life primordial,

Seeking escape, to coalesce, to multiply.

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Level 5 is the name of the game here, today,

Containment with protection, culled cultures

Spread strange liquids beneath the surface

Of admixtures agitated until gooey clean.

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Rinse, repeat, the methodology stays solid

As we remove one after another, enemies

Felled for space, freedom and far more

Under the banner of worlds free from…

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