The End Times
It will always be the end
Until it really is
It is never the beginning
Until it’s too late to realize
It was
It is always the ever present now
Until it’s not, sooo
Let it never be not
And might as well not
Worry about it
The inevitable is simply,
Inevitable.
“Never limit the is.”
- Richard Bach, 'Illusions'
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