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Slowly rotting from the inside out.
The end will come soon enough.
There's no running from our doom.
The smell of death is in the air.
The sky is on fire.
The moon is crumbling.
The sun is falling towards the earth.
The taste of ash in the air is growing.
Let's embrace the fires of doom.
The end of our time has come
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