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a life

a life


When a spawn meets an egg, it is totally by chance the egg, and the spawn has no say in
the matter, in time life, is born, the new
Life's only duty is to produce another life.
The between beginning and the end is what we call living.
Some live long, others live short, and this is purely by good luck
A shivering August butterfly on the window sill When taken indoors
flapped tired wings and lived a few days longer.
Many old human butterflies live in rest homes where they get fed
and medicated to live a few more years.
They are prayed upon by nuns and priests who tell them about Jesus,
the most famous butterfly collector of them all
If they believe in him, they will go to heaven and be saved
A holy person will stick a needle in them and put them in a big book
and forever, they will be beautiful.
For non-believers, there is no rosy future
They will die on the ledge
turn into dust and washed away by the rain.
Written by oskar
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