.Slime-coated meaty masses slither through the mud.
Thousands more just like the little beasts.
Silent creeping pink and eyeless oozing tubes of flesh,
looking for their next subterran feast.
There's no cosmic purpose for you existing.
You won't get what you want just by wishing.
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