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Question for the ages...

Sometimes I feel hot
and other times I'm shivering
in the ground I will rot
my tombstone is withering.
Because the day will come
when everything has ceased
aging sure is no fun
and neither was your mom!!

Booyah!
What is existence
but the forking of destiny's curvy road
you travelled quite a distance
and never have halted nor slowed.
You left quite an impression on life's printings
though admittedly you had humble beginnings
because when studying the origin of that road, one can find
you used to be just your Dad's load, taking your Mom from behind.

Aaah, time to sleep! :)

There is no art, there are no cultures;
There is no heart, there's only vultures.
All virtues that existed, have crumbled to the ground;
All values have been twisted, and music's become sound.

There are no friends or enemies,
All feelings are just memories;
There are no thoughts or reveries,
Life has decayed by small degrees.

~Poem by a Nihilist.

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