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Rated: E · Poetry · Mystery · #2157939
A poem about the questionable
The stars above will perish,
the ground below will dissolve.
All that is left will be nothingness,
all that there was will be lost.
But hope shimmers beyond.
Causing the
moon to murmur,
the sun to sing,
and the stars to speak once again.
Why fear oblivion,
when thus we will-

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