for felix II

save your thanks
and find that eternity is fatal for us all

I would rather be a flash in the dark
so that it would seem like a summer day
even if the stars still shone

nothing is given freely
not fate or the rawness of your being
and belief has no place
in the presence of forever

forever is where poetry dies
smiles fade
dawn breaks the night
and summers turn to cold winter

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