The Increasing Entropy

I was the tree.
Alone but strong,
I thought I would always be.

But none may defy
nature’s law of ageing and decay,
through the dance of time passing by.

The universe’s way of communication.
The constant increase of entropy,
towards the inevitable end-station.

All those promises, all those dreams.
Made only to be broken,
tearing life at its seams.

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