Life.
It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.
It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.
It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking away. It's ticking away.It's ticking
It's ticking away.
It's.... ticking away....
It is ticking.... away
ticking.... away
away.
And I'm still sitting here. Writing.
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