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What Are We Doing Here

The sun doth shineth, the world is in rhyme Our brains are still cooking, both yours and mine Should thank our lucky stars Still time to find out who we are And what we're doing in this place we're enshrined

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Date: 11/25/2017 9:57:00 AM
We will never know that answer until we die... Maybenot even then..
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Jack Ellison
Date: 11/25/2017 10:09:00 AM
I would say NOT...methinks when it's over, IT'S OVER! My thoughts on the matter! LOL
Date: 11/25/2017 8:55:00 AM
Vonnegut said we're here to fart around//Talented folks do it without sound//Some, like Simon//can even rhyme 'em//Let down your hair and get unwound! BOIL ON BRAINIAC JACK!!!
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Jack Ellison
Date: 11/25/2017 9:06:00 AM
Kurt was a philosopher like us!!! Pretty wound up today... have you noticed??? BRAINIAC wishing you super day!!!

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