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Nature will have her way, She will laugh in the darkness, it will not be long until there is nothing left but bone and marrow, and in a coal face a mile wide, there will be diamonds shining like the first stars, as the world ceases its turn, the oceans will dry, all the noise will finally die, and the only question left to ask of man and beast will be why? why did the gods bother at all? we are sickly despots, far from evolved, killing just to live another day,   all in all a perfect failure, all in all a disaster piece.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 5:34 PM UTC
Disaster-piece
Nature will have her way, She will laugh in the darkness, it will not be long until there is nothing left but bone and marrow, and in a coal face a mile wide, there will be diamonds shining like the first stars, as the world ceases its turn, the oceans will dry, all the noise will finally die, and the only question left to ask of man and beast will be why? why did the gods bother at all? we are sickly despots, far from evolved, killing just to live another day,   all in all a perfect failure, all in all a disaster piece.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 5:34 PM UTC
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