Forever and a Day

So I said forever, whatever forever means,
A series of scenes stretching endlessly off into infinity:
that's something I can't see or imagine, just how thinly
stretched out can reality be?

We say things without thinking of what they mean
My hope clings to things so elusive, so unseen
as to seem beyond all sense, did I hear you ask for evidence?

But then again, can there be an end? Isn't there a place,
a space beyond every horizon, however unimagined?
Forever's a hope undimmed, but on this you can depend:
in this world we live in, things come to an end

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