Endless Lack of Endings

So many times
You ask me.
The words become
A tune.
A ditty in my head.
I know the dips
The highs.
How it ends,
Each and every time.
Without an answer.
The grand ending,
Just trails off
And fades away.
To merge with
The mass of
Loose endings
I offer you.

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