Love And Death - Poem by montrina montelongo
Strange things occur all the time on any part of the earth.
The longest lived is stiff in hurse covered in dirt.
Never to be found or only seen in dreams.
The earth has human beings taking every inch they can filling the dirt making it green. This isnt really a free planet so it seems.
What we take from this place disigrates without a trace.
One day the planet just might roll off the atmosphere and reappear some where the enviroment is clear.
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