How long has it been now? A month, a year?
How long will it be before I disappear?
How many suns will die this year?
The question is, not how, what or why.
Cannot be answered in a lullaby.
Can't be answered in your sleep.
It isn't a question with an end.
It doesn't follow the latest trend.
The question is, my dear friends,
where do you think this story ends?
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