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Joy of the grind
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Life is but a long farewell
Clawing at eternity's shell
A hopeless fight face entropy's might
This fleeting hare brings grave dispair
But pointless is our daily dread
Of closing circuit in our bed
So keep the pennies on the shelf
Existance is the prize itself

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Emperors summer
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Of what ego did Augustus suffer
To name the month of dermic blusher
Did Julius reap the wheat himself
To name month fore weodmonath
Did butterflies of light divine
Flutter through their regal shine
Or was it summer's extasy
That lent this insight pleasantly
Make down the ages people utter
Their names while bathing golden butter

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The universe observing
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The redshift of dim distant light
A foetus of the first bomb site
The universe's shock debut
Cast baryons, then me and you
Our evoluted thought process
Shaped science and our mind's egress
Man looked upon the pale redshift
And thus the cosmic mirror gift 
Of universe's constant oeuvre
Enabling it to self observe


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A pointless myth
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I don't have the propensity
To appreciate god's density
To me the ecsis of humanity
Has no need of an almighty
Beliefs don't fly, they're all at sea
Comfort for some, a spirits decree
Cannot escape the reality
That life that's born of chemistry
Can assemble someone just like me


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Slices of a giant
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Mangled by biting teeth of iron
A giant falls impotent, still
The forest witnessed its lost scion
Dragged through ferns its lignin shell
Hefted, chained to diesel barrow
Sectioned and reduced by mill
No longer heard the song of sparrow
Shaped and nailed to form man's will

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