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A beautiful friend, Entropy.
Neither a formless void
nor blinding radiance
join us in solidarity
Darkness is the primal fear
A solemn refuge from the alternative
We herald a light in the sky each day
Yet we cannot lay our eyes upon it
lest it destroy us
Temper it, mottle it, seize it.
For in grey there is distinction.
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