Upon the stage of time, a solemn scene is set,
Where shadows dance in silence and memories, we fret.
In the quiet corners of our hearts, a tale does play,
As we stand upon the threshold of the last day.
Each moment, now a precious gem, a treasure to behold,
For in the fading light, our stories will be told.
The sun it casts its final rays, a golden farewell kiss,
As we embrace the bittersweet embrace of parting bliss.
We walk the paths we've wandered, tracing footsteps in the sand,
Each heartbeat echoes softly, like whispers in the grand.
For all that was and all that is converge in this array,
As we bid adieu to yesterday on the last day.
But in the tender twilight, where endings softly sigh,
A glimmer of eternity, a spark that cannot die.
In the closing chapters, new beginnings find their way,
As we welcome in the promise of the last day.
So let us raise a toast to life, to love, to dreams we've dared,
For in the last day's fading light, our souls, we are to bear.
And though farewells may pierce us, with tears, we'll gently sway,
Embracing every moment on the last day.
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