Our life is just one in a chain of lives,
and our death will be just one
in a chain of deaths,
and what little hope
is granted to us is that the chain of
deaths will never break,
keeping the chain of life
going on and on and on,
long after our firefly days
and our butterly times
are dust and ash
orbiting a cooling white dwarf.
11.08.2021
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