Close comes the end;
to death append
a sort of life
without the strife
that might have been...
If only when
it all began
there was a reason
brought about
in a wayward route
by some sort of thought
when one thought why not
when one
became a dozen
became a million
became 7 billion
and all
began to fall
into place
for the race
that could only start
if the art
of the rules
and the tools
chosen
by that one
carefully done
so all could be begun
and all that is a dream
could seem
more real
and feel
like the paradise
that would suffice
to fulfill
the will
of the one with the sole
role
because what we wait
for is the fate
of the one.
Anyone.
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