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"Why
are we alive? What is the meaning of life?
Listen to one mans attempt to define our
existence: For what are we, brother? We are but
a phantom flare of grieved desire, the ghostly
and phosphoric flicker of immortal time. We are
an unspeakable utterance, an insatiable hunger,
an unquenchable thirst, a lust that bursts our
sinews, explodes our brains and rips our hearts
asunder..."
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