Armaggedon
At what point do we look back,
And realize when it started,
The end became beginning,
And the present has departed...
Our trials and tribulations,
Were the moments that combined,
Hindsight with the consequence,
Of looking back in time...
Who's to say we wouldn't change,
The past for what its worth,
Once we look back far enough,
And witness our rebirth...
Each life is just a cycle,
That will always be completed,
What will die will be reborn,
So it can be repeated...
And since we can't relive the past,
Each moment that begins,
Paves our future to surpass,
The present as it ends...
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