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From the nothingness sparks oblivion, Chaos encompasses the entirety of the vacuum. Only to slowly fade to an even distribution, Of the stardust that we are all made of. I sit on my front stoop, ready to watch the world burn. Sadness has no place in this destruction, Only long unending sedation. I see the molecules separating around me, Entropy scares the hell out of me, Far more than the explosive end we all deserve.
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Jan 6, 2011
Jan 6, 2011 at 5:36 AM UTC
The End
From the nothingness sparks oblivion, Chaos encompasses the entirety of the vacuum. Only to slowly fade to an even distribution, Of the stardust that we are all made of. I sit on my front stoop, ready to watch the world burn. Sadness has no place in this destruction, Only long unending sedation. I see the molecules separating around me, Entropy scares the hell out of me, Far more than the explosive end we all deserve.
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Jan 6, 2011
Jan 6, 2011 at 5:36 AM UTC
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