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tick tick tick our life ebbs, tock tock tock closer we come, Chime chime chime the bell tolls for the end of our lives.
It is inevitable we all are going to die in but a fraction of a tick of the life cycle of earth. In the blink of a geological eye we all will be gone. Our DNA will unfurl and we will turn into a thin goop. Unfurled like our hopes dreams and aspirations.
Some will have a some synaptic pathways which are associated with us but as time flows on, our mark on the world will be forgotten, We may reside in some future library in the tattered pages of some census book. Even that though will fade into non-existance as the human race is absorbed by the red Giant of our sun or before.
Friday is just one more day closer to that.
Next friday 7 days closer.
Last edited by Epidemic; 09-26-2003 at 10:28 AM.
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