The End to All Ends
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We all fear the most inevitable of outcomes
The day our lungs give out and the blackness swallows us
Swallows us like the pills we used to cling desperately to
The pills that promised us a fraction of immortality
We let the flashy infomercials fool us
Just to escape the looming dread and fear
The looming presence of our overwhelming mortality
Immortality is not found within a Fountain of Youth in a lush forest
Immortality is not found within an expensive tube of anti-wrinkle crème
Immortality is found when stumble on your own thoughts and you fall of the track
Immortality is found when you conjure a notion never considered by another human
Immortality is to lose sight of society’s ideal path to immortality
And to fall deaf to Death whispering in your ear
Until then, we will all gradually rot away
A tube of anti-wrinkle crème in our decaying clutch