It will end.
It will all end.
Sometimes in a glorious explosion.
Others without even a notice.
It will happen when you’re looking the other way.
Or when you are staring right at it
clenching the final fibers in your hands.
And when it ends poorly-
sorrow.
And when it ends well-
joy.
And when it ends like it ends most often-
you might not know
until several
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