.I yearn for what tomorrow brings, though it's clear that each day is getting worse.
For our histories will be composed by the ones who get there first.
And in the basement of a laboratory our downfall is fortold;
life is wasted on the living,
age is wasted on the old.
Oh, pestilen.
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