
Realizing that even if we were to spend hours upon hours everyday researching the annals of knowledge and history, we would understand only an insignificant amount of information before we die. Learning is a futile but necessary beast.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 52 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-15-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2933328
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Plundering the Midnight Oil
Plundering the midnight oil,
My mind buckles under the toil
Of searching through the annals
Of the universe's greatest mysteries.
I seek the knowledge of man, damned mortals,
The reaper's skull chortles,
Knowing full well that I will die
Having learned nothing but that time flies.
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