The Natural Fruit Rots
As humanity unfolds you can see the convenience of the buried secrets society has left to disregarding the inevitable point of curiosity humans always have for we unshroud anything we can produce as indecipherable. As the dirt is further dug we shall only find ourselves to be consumed by the great leviathan that which its appellation as we all are aware is called the great unknown or as I see it the whispering void. then our shells consumed among the worms nothing more than more secrets locked away.
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