Eternity - Poem by James Atkins
The fires of the sun will die,
draining heaven's light.
Stars will stretch across the sky,
in cold eternal night.
When ash is all that's left of man,
and the world is stripped of life,
If time lays waste to all our plans-
You'll always be my wife
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