One day,
I shall meet my destiny
in the dust of stars;
those sands of time
that form and dissipate
in perpetual creation
across starry universes,
span untold galaxies.
One day,
time will empty
the last of these grains;
stretch me out
a beach
on the shores of eternal sea.
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