It shall be the beginning
It shall be the end
Beginning of realization
End of the world
The Mayans knew it would come
For, this was the end of their calendar
From their prediction sprung many theories
A zombie apocalypse?
A new era?
A realization?
Solar flares or asteroids?
Tsunamis, earthquakes and storms?
Perhaps the beginning will be more
The beginning of the end
The entrance to a new year of bad luck
Such luck brought by the number thirteen
If we make it that far
My advice:
Just make it past tomorrow
12/21/12
The end of the world
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