Do we?

Have you thought about the word
“End”?
How many things do really have it?
And is it actually THE end
Or every thing, some day, can be restarted?
The end of every life is death?
The end of every path is falling?
The end of every man is his last breath?
The end of every love is “won’t-ever-love-him”?
The end of every line is dot?
The end of every book is its last chapter?
The end of every question’s “what”?
Or we pretend that it is meant that?


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