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This Is The End

You stayed behind,

Couldn't leave your bed-bound mother.

I respected you for that,

But I only stopped trying to change your mind

When my shuttle launched.

We are headed for intergalactic space,

Our speed approaching C;

You are gone, Earth is gone,

Red giant Sol is in its dotage.

We can never reach the rim,

Never see it,

Never get near that ultimate goal,

But when galaxies die,

Each on its own in darkness,

I will too,

Your name on my lips,

I will go where you went,

100 trillion years before.