The Unknown

The end of life is like the deepest part of the ocean
Full of things unbeknownst to anyone
Full of things that we fear yet are fascinated by
The amount of possibilities within are endless
We can guess what is there
But we'll never know what awaits us
Not until we're sinking into the depths of the unknown.

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