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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Accidental Species
[time] => 2017-09-30 19:55:15
[hometext] => Were we intended from whom we descended?
[bodytext] => All our wisdom and devotion;
Cant define this soup of oceans.
And the answer we most fear:
How and for what are we here?
Perhaps we grew from scraps began;
Like mold inside a rusty can!
Whose creators left in haste;
But failed to clean their cosmic waste.
We, the life form unintened;
Blooming centuries descended;
Ignorant from whence we came;
Content to grow and lay our claim.
Their lovely planet now infected;
By this species undetected.
Say your prayers and beg for pardon;
Come the day they weed their garden!
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[informant] => softerware
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => fantasy
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