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Perhaps the terrestrial flatworm was once a being who craved immortality for all the wrong reasons.
Now it's living life as a foot-long wriggler that’s virtually indestructible. Chop it in half, and twice as much emerges. Ouch! Better to call it a day at that point.
Nevertheless, life oozes on. And on. And painfully on. Perhaps immortality in this world isn’t where it’s at. Right goal, wrong realm.
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