rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Sometimes

These cold nights after moonset and the silhouettes of the trees can barely be seen so dark is the sky and the wet ground absorbs what little light is shed by the few dim November stars I then think how each moment is like a drop of time falling into the inevitable silence of entropy. A curiously calming thought. Dude, do I need sleep!
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