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Never Ever

NEVER EVER

In an infinity, time goes on
And by definition, forever
To reach the end, it’s never
A dimensional link to sever
It seems a lot to think upon

Both as concepts of the end
Do demand a certain view
Is there never anything new
And can such ever be true
Or on strange logic depend

Each in its way, is definitive
Yet everything if finite, fails
If there’s history to tell tales
Into an insignificance it pales
As time is ever progenitive

Never ending is ever present
Permanent but moving along
Physics theory may be wrong
A recycling chorus of a song
Disturbing, yet is still pleasant

Copyright © Howard Osborne

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