Throes of introspection, I fear, naught occurring, a minds demise....shades of night falling, body gone, spirit flies...
Cruising to Eschaton, gonna meet the Alpha and Omega, its all been greek to me anyway, cruising.....yea cruisin'.....
if not remembered, what will I be? What was I anyway, what did you see? was I what I am? or what you thought? was I anything? something substantial? or naught...
a memory.
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