The End
The End
Two days left
Grey skies ahead
The end is coming
Not sure where
But we all know when
Two more days
The worst part
Is yet to come
One day left
The end keeps coming
These days
Are almost done
Count your blessings
Stay together
One more day
Twenty-four hours
The night is near
The final day
Has now arrived
Twelve hours left
Fiery skies ahead
The world is burning
Almost over…
The end…
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