the end,
depending
pendulous
suspends above each one of us
compendium of future course
a pendulum, swung hard, with force
grows bigger with each passing year
its fruit's sweet flesh
hides bitter seeds
the branch bends down
the fruit's weight grows
the stem will snap
eventually
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