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There is an story untold

Long and gravely as thousand generations

It is written in effigies of time

So it can not be read

It is the story of mankind

A story of all…

We loom an imminence

visible through the writings of ancestors…

We loom the future and the past

predictions of wreckage end…

…As each construction and form that have buzzer past

we end…

For some inexplicable reason

we also disappear…

…for course of doom have never changed

It is a story of cessation

Cessation of all