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Jul 2013
"Millions long for immortality who don't
know what to do on a rainy afternoon."
If I could live forever, I wouldn't. I will live
forever. Whether this is a gift or a curse is
nothing to decide; seeing as I will draw a
blank when the blank is fired. Once I was
a fish, and once I was pollen. Once I was a
tree and once I was a logger. Once I was
Once I was Once I was Now I am.

I Am.

"Millions long for immortality who don't
know what to do on a rainy afternoon."
tread
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   st64, --- and September
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