...will I be next to you, wrapped in your warm arms. What will become of us? Will all else disappear, leaving only me and you, alone, for us to do as we please? When the world ends, will it be the actual world or just my immediate reality? Will it be you who causes this end within my mind? Or will it be someone else at fault, someone else's sin?
When the world ends, will it be you holding me in your arms and never let me go, and we both face God's judgment, intertwined? Will you love me forever? Or am I only fooling myself? When the world ends, where will I be?
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