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The universe descends in crystalline flakes while I sit here contemplating the irony of a hungry mind observing the freezing void.
Curator prose 5mo
A reading from Psalms 147:16
He gives snow like wool; he sends out ice-drops like dust.
— Psalms 147:16 (en_bbe)
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Like dust, the lightning scatters.