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Nil to Zed



Roses are dead


Violets are too


It’s the apocalypse and we are the chosen few


Who get to live long enough


To sing a lullaby to everything around us


As for the last time they close their eyes


And everything finally dies


Will time itself stop?


For what is time without anyone remaining to watch the clock?


No pairs of eyes left


to see if it flies


Or if instead the hours crawl


That same painless emptiness you get when you try to recall


anything from before you were born


Is what awaits us when humanity falls


On this day when of our passing nobody remains to mourn


It might as well be as if nothing ever happened here at all


Don’t think about this for very long


It will make you feel quite small


For this requiem for our world is the saddest of songs


The illusion has been shattered


Nothing we’ve ever done has ever mattered


Except for in the moment


For the present is all we can ever be sure exists


Everything else is the fog of memory, or a possibility that we imagine lies beyond the future’s mists


So make every instant count


Before YOU’RE down for the count

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