The thought of no longer being

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The poem is about death actually and the thought which might occur when the time is near. Not sure the image resembles that, what do you think?

The thought of,
suddenly no
longer being.
Consciousness orbits
around significant events.
Were they manifold,
surprising, or
planned and predictable?
Reality of absences acquires,
in an instant,
immense power.
Questions merge with it.
The answers are likely known;
yet, if the time,
before one is no more,
draws near,
would you then,
open your eyes,
become conscious
of passed opportunities?
Or would it lead to ignorance,
a reclining into
the secure restlessness,
this might entail?