While I eventually await the end - all siren call
Of the heat death of our universe
Killing time with the minutiae of hourglasses
Enroaching sub-zero temperatures ensure I will never achieve that closure.
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 10:25 AM UTC
While I eventually await the end - all siren call
Of the heat death of our universe
Killing time with the minutiae of hourglasses
Enroaching sub-zero temperatures ensure I will never achieve that closure.
Frozen, in an inversion.
28th of February, 2018.
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