The end...

This is the end...
Hold your breath and stop the minds.
Look, the snow is falling slow,
counting down the shoreless time.

This is the end...
Blow the pain and look at that
how the whitish ghostly glow's
melting down without tracks.

This is the end...
Leave the past away behind.
Look the sunrise's shining ball's
forcing out the winter night...

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