At the end of things

We are all alone

It’s impossible to truly share

Experience with each other

No one will ever understand

How we view the world

So we can only see/hear/taste for ourselves

A synaesthesia of song/colour/flavour

Remembering our perception is unique

There has never been anyone like us

Nor ever will be again

Let us learn to savour our world

Rejoice in our experience

Let us live life, to the fullest measure