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# *In the midnight hour there are thoughts.. fears.. But mostly there is a consolidation a gathering, if you will Within warm, pulsing plasma flows erythrocytes leukocytes and thrombocytes Bringing nourishment to my bones carrying oxygen from my lungs giving swell to muscle Signifying movement in me When you write there is an Undoing within my undoing A building up as I am being fully torn down. There is an entropy when sitting down Undone, by your wondrous Undoing An Aliveness felt When so little around me, feels even remotely alive* #
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Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 6:41 PM UTC
On the Death of Entropy..
# *In the midnight hour there are thoughts.. fears.. But mostly there is a consolidation a gathering, if you will Within warm, pulsing plasma flows erythrocytes leukocytes and thrombocytes Bringing nourishment to my bones carrying oxygen from my lungs giving swell to muscle Signifying movement in me When you write there is an Undoing within my undoing A building up as I am being fully torn down. There is an entropy when sitting down Undone, by your wondrous Undoing An Aliveness felt When so little around me, feels even remotely alive* #
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Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 6:41 PM UTC
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