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There is no more

To rouse or bore

To connect the rings

Or count to forever

There are no dares

There is no more effort

No more urgent energy

There is no now

There is no then

There’re only endings

Abandoned to begin

There is no smile in a coward

There is no appearance

There is no fading tunnel

The mirror’s cruel approach

Never does it see a coward

There is no breath

There are no signs

There is no sow to reap

There are no heads or tails

There is nothing in between

No dangling string of questions

There is no hope for puny little me