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It's always the last day. We never end and we never began. Death is an illusion like the clock on the wall. We go round and round, waiting to touch the ground. Never shall we land in this strange strange land.
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It's always the last day. We never end and we never began. Death is an illusion like the clock on the wall. We go round and round, waiting to touch the ground. Never shall we land in this strange strange land.
Evryone has to pay attention on such stuff someday in his life, be it the last day.