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I search for something permanent in this transient, swiftly fleeting world, but each thing my mind manages to muster to is slowly transpiring before my eyes. All that remains is me. But even I am not permanent. Soon enough my brain’s circuitry will fizzle out, and so too ‘me’, this phenomenally unlikely coincidence of billions and billions of years of cosmic evolution will be annihilated, to be preceded by billions and billions of years of nothingness. 

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