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Poetry Due to Entropy
Poetry is a very personal thing;
In time it lightens the load and digs
such in the memories; the evening is
systematic as the clouds are falling
again, there is gratitude for the rain
where erosion and riverbeds stand
naught of a reality overlooking
a silver fish; I sneak out warding
at dawn to watch the mist rising,
it exposes your darkest fears
in that some may second guess;
everything is nothing but ordinary,
some say that it cheats the night,
such as death – it will cause pain;
fear not my beaten limbs, I will finish it.
In time it lightens the load and digs
such in the memories; the evening is
systematic as the clouds are falling
again, there is gratitude for the rain
where erosion and riverbeds stand
naught of a reality overlooking
a silver fish; I sneak out warding
at dawn to watch the mist rising,
it exposes your darkest fears
in that some may second guess;
everything is nothing but ordinary,
some say that it cheats the night,
such as death – it will cause pain;
fear not my beaten limbs, I will finish it.
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