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Hello, Farewell
Oh, hello Death, my friend, we meet again,
It’s been a while, so how have you been?
Is your brother well, the one known as Dream,
Does he still rule over his land supreme?
How are your spindle-spinning sisters three -
Do they still cut the strings that set things free?
Ah, let’s not forget your fickle sisters;
The one with names of Luck and Disaster.
Pretty, lying Love; ugly, truthful Hate -
The Twins, sill enemies of their Fate?
Is Time still mindlessly ticking away,
Counting, waiting, till the end of All-Days?
Oh, is this the hour? So soon it is;
Goodbye, farewell, it’s the Apocalypse.