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Not to reach
Not to strive
And face an eternity of rust

Not to dream
Not to hope
And face an eternity of loss

And kill the thought lines
Those that lead us behind
And kill the wish machine
That which makes it unseen

Do not create worlds
Do not build souls
Do not plan a reality
That can never be
Do not attempt fate
Do not try necessity
Do not anticipate love
That can never be

Not to live
Not to live
And face an eternity of death