Is This The End?

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The day everyone has been discussing is here.

Arguments--some violent, others not--unfold

Will everything perish? Or endure for ages?

Minutes away from the end,

The clock ticks in deafening silence.

Should chaos ensue, I am not alone.

Love and skepticism surround me, comfort me.

If love continues, I will be forced to ponder:

Have we not already reached degradation?

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