Entropic Winter
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1 min readJan 9, 2018
Entropy moves quickly to its end.
In that end there is a stillness,
a quiet that says: you were here,
now you are absorbed into silence.
Even your words float into nothing.
The green of summer never lasts.
So little matters in the long run.
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Pass the sterno please..
