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The odyssey of Earth’s long-standing..

The odyssey of Earth’s long-standing..

As we wander on..thru these passageways of timelessness.. unaware of fate’s destination..one’s untimate finale on this world, our lifelong cancellation

Whilst we weave..we twist..we turn...amidst the Oh so many corridors of uncertainty..simply just getting on with what we always do..one’s destiny.. inadvertently

Like a serpent slithering up the tallest tree.. it may get there in the end.. yet chance..contingency..can send it around a clandestine bend..

So just like that glisade snake sliding in it’s determined direction.. humans journey along..the paths of life to achieve their personal satisfaction..

Gathering goals.. suffering sorrow..dealing with indepth situations..family feuds..sudden shock.. trials with tribulations..come what may civilisation carries on.. no matter what lies ahead.. the odyssey of earth’s long-standing humanity..from newborn baby till deathbed

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