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Oct 2014
In it's depths of mystery.
What does the future hold.
Long away from now.
In stories yet untold.

What we see in movies.
And on tv today.
May not be what happens.
In times still far away.

Zombies and monsters.
May forever be fake.
For the future.
Is what humans make.

We may die out.
Years from now.
Or we could travel through space.
Though we don't know how.

But the future is far.
And time long.
We don't last forever.
But time will go on.
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
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