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My life is an old house
The only beating thing is loss
Broken windows breathe the air
And lungs no longer work
Omega
This is the end for us
Omega
Where we belong at last
Final credits of a black and white life
The last word in a poem
The final page of a crumbling book
The last scene in a tragic play for us
