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Dear People,
         All units of space and time, in this place, it’s time, to unite in oasis as the one true human race!-Arrive. Together, Awaken in stasis; The Same...In the ‘same-like’ uncertain state’s, it’s...
fine. We all range from strange to strained to deranged no matter remain cast-iron. 
All remain. Pretty much the same. Containing the same main components, -Encased in these cases, that range in a variety of frames, All returning upon the end of each lifeline, to dirt, wash away with the rain...
each life start to end takes less time than- that of a single typed line, on a page, out a book,     ‘bout one life’s lifetime , in a story out Earth’s entirlifeline.  
might help if the right rhyme is aligned, Just At the right time, then; night, a light strike kite’s slight kind of burst of light shines,
that might enlighten hands to wipe all slates clean, and that frees up the sight lines. 
Cut down all these trees to see better, the landscapes at night time. 
Concise signs. (In the) meantime,
Words got brought, just food for thoughts, a little-inner sight for the slight blind. 
    Smite me and what’s mine, for what’s here; ...
For what’s here has been what’s on my mind and I  thought that I might share ‘cause I might die.         (Full of fright, Just like the next guy. )
Tell y’where good advice lies; with in the dirt under The Earth, 
    -it’s girth eats all of the nice guys. -
A planet full of its own sustenance at the right price; (In)endless supply. 
It sips away at our substance as we Slowly leech up its abundance in “redundance” till eventually we both will bleed dry...and…
       -so on and so forth and so on one another we really so rely...


 -people, I know that you’re not shy, but need not worry about any attempts to try to write any type of reply.
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