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playMo'talityPlay/dupcommunication[from]2011

poom+footoobyDKozakSundaS
ept30,2012t11:20pm �[b]

aw,cmon, Man, ain't
none of Us have any idear howmany
years,months,days
wee may "have left"....

i died b4 my 48th b'day, but
supposedly "survived" in some
kinda bizarre form like Casper The Ghost
in the Twilight Zone.

At least once a day I get this peri
pheral glimpse of Rod Serling leaning on a lampost,
flicking a ciggie & smirking at me
(whilst the Casper theme song is
� � � � � � � � � � � � �playin off in the distance).
Then when I turn'round t'say "Hi,Rod. I love your show",
� � � � � � �he's gone (of course)

never too early to delve into 'mortality' as a hobby.
..but often it becomes too-late to taste of the
paradoxymoronic joys & pleasures there'in
if'n ye put-it-off !!....y'never 'know', daddy'o.[/b]

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