You are little pockets of negentropy in an increasingly entropic universe.
You are surrounded by chaos and are always on the edge of falling apart.
You are a little walking pile of order, but everywhere you go
you leave a trail of chaos behind.
You are surrounded by chaos and are always on the edge of falling apart.
You are a little walking pile of order, but everywhere you go
you leave a trail of chaos behind.
Who knew Biology could be so poetic? Leave it to you (with a little help from Mr. C?) to render it so. I'm still going to fail, but it sounds very nice.
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