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Perspective
What’s the point of anything
Eventually, we’ll all be gone
What’s the point of worrying
We never know what lies beyond
The only certainty is change
And all change leads to death
I’m certain only — life is strange
And to hell with all the rest
The universe keeps expanding
One day the stars will all go dark
Our minds will keep expanding
Waiting only for a spark