FinalityA Poem by paradoxicalIn the end, we're all the same.And it's over in a whisper; in a single rush of breath. All the things that you had hoped for, and all that's left is death. © 2012 paradoxicalAuthor's Note
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FinalityA Poem by paradoxicalIn the end, we're all the same.And it's over in a whisper; in a single rush of breath. All the things that you had hoped for, and all that's left is death. © 2012 paradoxicalAuthor's Note
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