If this small human testament
completes its odyssey
clears the curtains of fiery meteors
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Our race was a sun-people but died of diseases called wars. There is nothing more to say there is nothing better here and nothing in all the spiraling nebulae here is earth's final message: I love you i love you I love you. This is a wonderful poem. I had to read many many timest o understand your thought dear poet. This is poem unusual standing apart from the usual poems we read in poemhunter. Thank you dear poet. You are original in your thougths, in the words of words, in your imagination. Love this poem. tony
Just read this one again. I love your thoughts. Favourite lines: died of diseases called wars, and ice ages of ignorance. I like it when someone tells it Iike it is.
I received your message! Thank you Olga. It's brilliant. A powerful message very eloquently expressed
Just so folks know, Olga Cabral...1909-1997