From the beginning of time,
One goal has remained prime,
For the universe to conspire,
Against odds most dire;
And that supreme feat,
Is the evolution of life;
Eons past and to come,
It is the only outcome;
Despite countless disasters,
That nearly wiped out life,
Tenacious life always rises,
Like a phoenix, from the ashes;
Big and small, short and tall,
It transpires in multiple forms;
The meaning of life,
Is to create life!
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