I think there’s a place,
Way out past Beyond,
Farther than Forever,
At the end of Infinity,
Where the grass grows like emeralds,
Where the sun shines like gold,
Where the sky sighs with topaz,
And a man loves his neighbor.
So sad, so sad,
That such bliss exists,
Only at the End of Infinity.
-SilentSymphonies
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A rather intriguing piece.
thank you! I found a poem I wrote when I was like eight, about a place beyond infinity where everything is perfect, and inspired this off of it.