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THE SEASONS CHANGE, THEY CHANGE WITHOUT ME
"our world's exactly the same. rain falls and the flowers bloom. no rain, they wither up. bugs are eaten by lizards, lizards are eaten by birds. but in the end every one of them dies. they die and dry up. one generation dies, and the next one takes over. that's how it goes. lots of different ways to live. and lots of different ways to die. but in the end that doesn't make a difference. all that remains is a desert." SOUTH OF THE BORDER, WEST OF THE SUN
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"without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door. 'why have you come?' she asked Death. 'so that you can fly once more with him across the sky,' Death replied. 'if you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.' " ELEVEN MINUTES
"our world's exactly the same. rain falls and the flowers bloom. no rain, they wither up. bugs are eaten by lizards, lizards are eaten by birds. but in the end every one of them dies. they die and dry up. one generation dies, and the next one takes over. that's how it goes. lots of different ways to live. and lots of different ways to die. but in the end that doesn't make a difference. all that remains is a desert." SOUTH OF THE BORDER, WEST OF THE SUN
101108
"without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door. 'why have you come?' she asked Death. 'so that you can fly once more with him across the sky,' Death replied. 'if you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.' " ELEVEN MINUTES
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