the day he died

until one day he 
finally realised
there was one one thing
and everything was it

and all his concerns
and fears
about what he
had mistaken
for the outside
or the end
or the other
dissolved

only one thing
called this

it was the end of him
his past died
his future vanished
his feeble attempts
to make something
of himself
came to nought
and all clutching
at upholding
a personality
withered

it was the best day
of his life
three-of-me-copy

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