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We Are, All Of Us, Growing Volcanoes That Approach The Hour Of Their Eruption, But How Near Or Distant That Is, Nobody Knows- Not Even God.

-Friedrich Nietzsche

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We Are, All Of Us,

Friedrich Nietzsche

We Are, All Of Us, Growing Volcanoes That Approach The Hour Of Their Eruption, But How Near Or Distant That Is, Nobody Knows- Not Even God.

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