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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Newton's Laws of Motion First Law (Inertia): An object at rest stays at rest, and an object in motion stays in motion unless acted upon by an external force. Law of Thermodynamics Second Law: Entropy, a measure of disorder, always increases in a closed system. I yearn to taste pine and cinnamon, dripping from the skyline, like sunsets amidst roaring rain, and gloaming gold before surging storms. I am a confined mermaid, aching to kiss the rose-wine beams of your dulcet dusk ~ peering through the glass of an aquamarine aquarium, afraid to break this lethargic prison, comfortably paralyzed in its familiar coldness. But would a captive heart cradle anything beyond the friction that homes the weight of woes and nothingness? For between the mass of caged dreams and the air of resistance, I find no force of hope to reignite the waning spark within my soul. And I ponder: would Luna’s compass guide a procrastinating poet to rhyme, pulled by the gravitational prompt, like spring tides facing the parallel phase of the sun and moon, engrossed in a magnetic field of mutual adoration? Or am I to forever breathe within this motionless existence, drowning in an abyss of aimless waves, adrift in the ricocheting rhythm of stagnant steel and salt-drenched equilibrium? As thoughts spiral in cacophonous stillness, like a marine carousel. I am ~ a paused silhouette; a museless slave to timeless angst~ watching the accelerated heat of unstoppable ink~ soar above my sea of silenced sapphires, as I remain lost in the warmth of permafrost peace, trapped in the numbness of nirvana. Perhaps someday, the currents within this aquatic confinement will pierce through the icy enclosure ~ to steer me to an oasis where freedom flows in bluest frequencies.
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