Ends: Highway Number Nine
Ends:
Highway Number Nine
From the Brother of Wrong Virtu
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I’ve said it all before
It’s all been said again
Word’s, need not be spoken
Take a look around
See, soon it all will end
Near or far is not the question
Rather, just the answer
As skies go grey
It will start to crumble
Screens will go to black
And waters begin to rumble
As you sink into your holes
I will try to lend a hand
Those who choose to take it
Have seen this forth to come
Have decided to accept it
And chuckles as it ends
If you choose to take it
Think of how you would belong
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Virtu note:
I called my brother the other day and we began a discussion on the mind and our ability to use it in more profound ways. I told him that I would like to read more of his work, so I got on the subject of him writing something new. He called me this morning and told me to write this down. He wrote this in his head and gave it to me from memory.