Under the stars and beneath the sun
In this indefinite realm
Being is beyond understanding
Life like yet just a dream
There are whispers from the other side
Calling for a path to reason
But the desire of a lesser kind holds strong
In a world of treason
It is only when the darkest hour approaches
That our true nature is exposed
So, the voice of reason remains
But a whisper in the dark
Everything that begins ends
With the last of the two
Until they anew will rise from the ruin
Of that single spark
The one which is no more
And that never was
For under the stars
And beneath the sun
There is really nothing at all
Yet even so we choose this path
For only to watch the aftermath
Knowing all things that come to an end
Leave only broken pieces to mend
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