End of the road

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    End of the road

    I looked up at the sky
    It looked back and sighed
    Then it said to me
    That the world is mean
    I replied in the affirmative
    Without being sure of myself
    The heavens laughed at me
    Then I thought I was dead
    A new voice said to me
    You are both alive and dead
    Because you are a sinner
    Go and repent
    For the end is nigh

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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