I wonder what it’s like to be
a human, towering
above the ecosystem, free.
I’d surely stay alive.
But – ah! The storm’s approaching. With
the concrete clouds I must
inevitably go! We wish,
and he, that, warned, you listen –
Brooklyn
- Author: Brooklyn (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 16th, 2020 18:24
- Category: Nature
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