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This word’s what’s causing fear in me.
It’s just to know how small we are,
so useless, unimportant.
Someday there won’t be someone left
but one,
just one of millions.
And this one person then will say:
“There’s nothing left of all we had.
There’s nothing left of all we were.
There’s no one left but me and I,
and that’s for sure, will die!”
And that’s what causes fear in me,
the thought of life beside the Death,
of time beside eternity.
The thought that nothing will be left
of me someday.
The thought how much a life is worth,
although it’s worth so much,
as against eternity...