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Unimaginable beauty in the sunrise

Celestial high tech

If only you knew the secret

A grand finale on deck

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No worries about being late

The smoldering evening sky

Life has no more tomorrows

Time is in short supply

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The earth is no longer flat

It curled up and resigned

So much unfinished business

Because of the walking blind

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What would you grab?

Seconds instead of years

If the alarm sounded

Hidden in your deepest fears

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The Grim Reaper travels lite

He never overstays

Appointments booked in advance

Arriving even on holidays

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No tomorrow, no breakfast

No more battles over menu

Little irritants don’t matter

Eternity moves to another venu