In the quiet depths where shadows roam,
An atheist ponders, far from home.
No heaven's gate, no guiding light,
Just darkness looming, endless night.
With whispered doubts and silent fears,
He contemplates life's fleeting years.
No promise of an afterlife divine,
Just mortal coil, the earthly shrine.
He gazes out upon the stars,
No solace found in distant Mars.
No cosmic plan, no master's hand,
Just randomness across the land.
Yet in the face of final breath,
He questions still the grip of death.
Does consciousness fade into the void,
Or linger on, forever buoyed?
No comforting tales of paradise,
No hymns of praise, no sweet sunrise.
Just the unknown, the great unknown,
Where mysteries dwell, and truths are sown.
So let him ponder, let him roam,
In search of answers, far from home.
For in the end, he'll find his peace,
In knowing life's brief sweet release.
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Heartbreak Steel
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