Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire
But if I had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice
I have so much love for this poem it's unreal. It pops into my head randomly all the time. I sit and find
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