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Across the human spectrum
Fleeting thoughts pass through death's earlobe-
The nature of life, will it be faced
Freely at the closing of the Saints
How many live's has the Universe coursed?

As we make our way to evolution's tip
What will be the magic memory trip
Thinking back on routine days
Filing cabinets and mundane haze
Taxes paid, property rearranged
To display our worth for an hourglass

What thoughts will lurk
As the body's memory ceases to work
Knowing the sky brews on its axis
And human history spreads dramatic
What force will plunge through the darkest night?

How will letters crease the tongue
As gasping breaths are sought from lung
And youth's frozen tirade succumbs
To waking dreams, a trance-like state

What will we say to our progeny 
Through the gloss as we fade
Into midnight's dull glamour

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