I let the words of Destruction quit my night:
"The worlds are not eternal. And the stars and galaxies are transient, things that run away, shining like moths and vanish into cold and dust.
things are created. They last for a while 'and then disappear. empires, cities, poetry and people. Atoms and worlds.
You can not start a new dream without leaving your last. "
Neil Gaiman - Brief Lives, Sadman
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