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Jan 2015
The eternal cycle, birth to death
A passionate, if short, existence
Perspectives, so absolute, matter not under the immense age of the world
Ignorant or enlightened, ruler or slave, every life has the same ending,
With one exception

Immortality, the eternal curse
Lethargy broken only by spontaneous moments of conflict, insight or passion
Bounty through time, only increasing the boredom, the thrill of the chase relying on lack of resources
Power, knowledge and skill are the only benefits of this lonely existence
Written by
Stephen Purcell
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