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Given for one instant an intelligence which could
Comprehend all the forces by which nature is animated
Nothing would be uncertain and the future, like the past
Would be present to its eyes" marquis de laplace
Seasons cycle, in full circle
A subtle kiss of frost
Burns my lips, a numb of cold
Hibernation - maybe forever
Distress - we're doomed
No shelter no sanctuary
Our lifes depend on a chaos theory
Destress - resume
To a normal day sequence
Your feeble life depends on a chaos theory
