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April 9, 2013

 

 

What’s ‘forever’ when one is

finished anyway? It’s only the

blue horizon, and as far as the

eye can see.

Why worry about the future, when

we are all but dead leaves on a tree.

None of us being immortal, nor

ever reaching eternity free.

 

 

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