Fading Fate

For them to be buried with their thoughts is probably their fate

At times of shrewdness, when the time is shaped like a rapier

Severing the last ties with those thoughts; once meant the world

Now fate is spiralling through the black hole

The conversations die unnaturally, and languages become frail

There will be a time when humanity will lose this trail

Of stories from memories innocently gifted by the storytellers

Inundated by the fragile objects, the world seems burdened


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