There will come a day
When one of us will wake up
And the other just, isn't there, anymore.
One day, one of us
Will take our last breath
And a message will go unread.
There will be a time
When one of us will have to
Mourn, for the other.
And although, it's happened
Before and will happen again
It doesn't make it any less sorrowful.
The world will forget us both
As our ancestors are forgotten
And our descendants won't know.
Our existence is timeless
As we, the finite entities
Become undone.
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Author:
siranswerer (
Offline) - Published: June 30th, 2021 07:21
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Comments1
All so true. But what we leave behind is oh so important.
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