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Apr 2021
But what if
the universe is a living creature and everything we know as life is its life, we're just the disposables, the blood that pumps and the muscles that jump,
imagine how big that creature must be and it's still growing.
A random moment attacked me, luckily I escaped
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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