Vital

As the world ends
As the stars of the orange dusk come out
As the last night on Earth begins
As the wolf lifts back its head and howls
As bare toes shiver on ice
As neck hairs stand on end to the sound
As cold hands tug at veils of man
As silent whispers stroke ear skin
As certainty washes over its prey
As tears well up, dam up, and spill
As you put your face in your hands
As you close your weary eyes
And sing an immortal tune
For ages and eons and those who come after.

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