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humans are worthless


Guns blast smoke, shells and bullets. Sound blast words like from, the, and in. boats blast water backwards. Humans don’t blast anything. We are nothing but a hunk of stardust. We are just another hunk of matter in the universe out of the billions of planets in the trillions of galaxies. #weareworthnothing

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