The End


For every beggining, there is an end.

For every Intro, a conclusion,

for every hello, a goodbye.

Each Alpha has an Omega,

but what happens after each end?

My mind chops through each possible answer

Like a lumberjack in the forest,

slicing through trees as though they were tootpicks,

searching for one answer to one question.

Maybe the end will forever remain a mystery to me.




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