Weather acrostic
Weather is bad this time and era
eternity coming to crust to an edge
almost to the end of an era
time is but a moment, in reality, of life's edge
hell, has a place in this era
eternity is not found near the edge
reality eternity is over the edge.
The End
The end
hell is near
eternity is clear
end is near
need more
damned we are.
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