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Random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard
Ordered states of nature on a scale which no one thinks about
Don't speak to me of anarchy or peace or calm revolt, man
We're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by Boltzmann
It's entropy, it's not a human issue
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