if darkness prevails, the sun goes out
if light lives on, we have no doubt
if love is real, can it breathe?
if you, i, it exist can it live without?
i can see the end creeping close
like a ghost, shadow, dust
never ending, unceasing until nightfall
live shadows, live dust,
like
shadows
like
dust
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