The End
The End is here, are you ready.
That time when all eyes are upon you.
The adrenaline pumping, waiting for a move.
Don't be afraid, it doesn't need to be this way.
Help is but a call away, waiting for your voice.
Lost in this moment, cant you see?
Its all upon you, your the key.
The End is but just another piece.
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