They say that all is vanity, all waste,
All useless; life is done, though time is not.
They say that nothing matters, they erased
All hope for change or future from their thought.
They listened to their god, and he said no,
There is no hope, and nothing ever changes;
I tried my best, my very best, to show
That that is wrong; that hoping rearranges
The world around us; men have thought before
That all was vanity, but men moved on
And thrived despite those thoughts, and so therefore
Might they. A sunset always brings a dawn.
They heard and they said no - let it not be,
Let us live on: but she did not love me.
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