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Looking, finding nothing at all,
Yet knowing that the end is near. That soon everything will be over, Family, friends, everything you love. Even the things you hate. That the world,your world is over. That it's dead right in front of you. You only have hours or less to live, To tell everything to everyone. Sometimes the truth hurts, Even in your own world...
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