You ever wonder how much depends on transport layer protocols, so much business and dirty deals are done on the internet, in the end, if it exists, it has been confirmed as allowable, in the vast expanse of space, so much is within the realm of approval, your father, the sun in the sky, don’t care, all your excuses, he's already burning, what more is there to say, live, laugh, love, eternities and inches, it's almost as if there’s always a war on the horizon, and the world would get by anyway…

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