above this small stone, in the great black unknown
is a meteor
the size of the moon
and with lightning fast speed, it hurtles towards we
and it will
crush us all
very soon
so the dinosaurs played
and the humans all prayed
in the end
it was smoldering rubble
but i guess we should know
that's the way that it goes
eventually
pop
goes the bubble
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