we humans are built so
we humans are built so frail, our stay so short in this corporeal world, yet we deem ourselves some great importance, superior to all and past, but our acchievments never last, monuments erode, words written leave our collective tongues, and extinctions dooms us, the earth knows we are but a passing phase, asteroid or by our folly, the ancient will continue its perpetual cycle
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