Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness?
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
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From The Hollow Men | 1925 by TS Eliot