No matter the height of one’s love or fame
There is but one happy end
What lies ahead is in the unknown
The trap doors that lay in wait in the dark
But in the end
When the finality of one’s last breath has drawn
The last tally can be taken
And only the total remains
And if fortune upon you smiled
If the darkness only weighed in summer
And the sun shone surely more
Then I hope a smile upon you breaks
Frozen in mortality
Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 12:59 AM UTC
No matter the height of one’s love or fame
There is but one happy end
What lies ahead is in the unknown
The trap doors that lay in wait in the dark
But in the end
When the finality of one’s last breath has drawn
The last tally can be taken
And only the total remains
And if fortune upon you smiled
If the darkness only weighed in summer
And the sun shone surely more
Then I hope a smile upon you breaks
Frozen in mortality
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