Petrichor

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How I fear the end,

The pressure is that 

Of a life of words,

Each weighing a gram;

It's building,

The more I learn.

Oh, I hope I am not mad,

I try hard but

I will not be enough.

There is no time for 

Love now - now you must

Live for learning, 

You must enjoy it because

You know that it will be worth it.

The planets will align and 

You can say;

I've done all that I can.

That will do, 

Won't it?