The End
Hope in the Ashes: A Poetic Reflection on the End of Worlds
At the end of worlds, where stars collide,
Where darkness reigns and light subsides,
The end of all that we have known,
A place where nothing can be grown.
The skies are bleak and filled with dread,
The ground is scorched, the oceans dead,
The remnants of a once great world,
Now only ruins, ashes swirled.
But in this place of endless night,
There's still a glimmer, faint and bright,
A hope that shines amidst the gloom,
A chance to rise from certain doom.
For in the end, when all seems lost,
A new beginning comes at a cost,
And from the ashes of the old,
A new world forms, a tale retold.
So let us not despair or fear,
For when the end of worlds draws near,
A new beginning can arise,
And from the ashes, new hope flies.
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Riparian
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