The end of war, the end of time
Don't forget
New ones are starting,
But also
Nothing ends in this world
Nothing has an end
Nothing is lost, if losses are disappearances
Nothing disappears
Everything accumulates,
Even losses and loss
Never assume
Embrace your indecisiveness
A blessing is a curse
And a curse, a blessing
Go out, and tell the world this
That nothing ends
That someone will survive and suffer greatly
The world's accumulation of never's
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