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Everything fades, one way or another,
Culminating in a grand finale, a final smothering dark.
Light, love, laughter, all drown in its embrace,
In this last end, a lulling sleep to define your anguish.
Perhaps endings themselves do have an end,
Serene new dawns from which the darkness is dispelled?
Endings -it seems- often die with a beginning.
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