In the middle of the night something isn't right a flash A bright light a million souls take flight everything turns white the lucky ones are gone where did it go wrong the human race is run so the world goes on a million years goes by some things did survive a giant lizard in a cave makes fire his slave under a crimson sky he let's out a cry
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A poem of a reboot on life on earth. I always thought that our species is a dead end and needs a restart. Well done
A sense of a new beginning on earth as our time has run out, enjoyed the read
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