NEARING THE END
Things begin in a struggle, nothing going right.
The light seems so distant, but yet right there.
Today becomes a memory, with more being made each second.
We know not what is to come, just living the moment
breath by breath, step by step.
It seemed as if we were just in the beginning, but now we are closer to our destination
I don't want it to end.
I don't want this to be the last time.
But there are more things for us to experience, beyond what we know.
The end is coming, we have to let the past go.
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