One Day

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One day
all this will be gone,
you, me, the buildings,
the bridges, the paintings,
the books and the poetry,
it will all be just another
seam, compressed
deep down in the
earth’s crust.

Whatever
beautiful life forms
inhabit the planet then
will have long since adapted
to whatever we have
left behind.

As for us,
we’ll be somewhere else,
an energy or a whisper of light,
still reflecting on what we did
and how we did it.

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