see it emerge from the ocean depths its dull black eyes staring into yours without fear it confronts you as it did before the dawn of man overpopulation is a threat to mankind they always depended on the same food some may call it controlled resources just another phrase for extinction deep in the forest they are still alive a tribe as old as mankind isolation has kept them alive never heard of any disease high tech gives us some control revealing even the latest secret we can't step back we've gone too far is much to late for revelation the last will not know that he is the last only we will mourn his loss his massive dead body cut into pieces left dying on the moss
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