Say it runs the other way,
And you’re approaching your birth.
You don’t remember the date,
But you’re sure it’s getting near,
Possibly in a few months
Or maybe another year—
How long will you stay aware?
How long will you be yourself
Behind your babyish stare?
You know there’s nothing for it.
You’re headed to when you weren’t
You and nothing before it.
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