It comes

It comes to us soon – the end we seek.

It comes to us soon – the time of the meek.

It comes to us soon – the end of all.

It comes to us soon – that brick in the wall.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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