The world must end tomorrow,
Time must stop its yield,
Life must end as we know it,
All must die some day,
Souls will be harvested,
The countdown will resume,
But isn't life always like this,
Must man always live with that,
Must he always build his forts.
If the world must end tomorrow, I will build no forts,
If all life must cease on a pinprick,
Then why should I shed a tear,
Who am I to say that,
Who am I to know,
The world may end tomorrow,
But worry would kill me today!
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